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Dec 2015
your little fingers wrapped around mine, and little toes peeking out from the blankets covering us. in this moment nothing matters more than what cartoon is coming on next, and how many nuggets you have left. between each yawn you rub your eyes and i can tell sleep is taking over your small body. you've had a big day, and tomorrow holds more. you whisper you love me and tell me you are ready, and i watch your eyes close for the night, my sweet sweet baby.
little mak don't ever grow up
caroline
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