Wolf. My last baby. To remember you so tenderly, your baby details. Your roundness and soft plump babyness. I feel like this year slipped by and too many hours go by in a day that I don't hold you enough or even sometimes see you.
Wolf. My last baby. To remember you so tenderly, your baby details. Your roundness and soft plump babyness. I feel like this year slipped by and too many hours go by in a day that I don't hold you enough or even sometimes see you.
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