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Mar 2016
i cant wait for the day,
i wake up in the morning
     to my baby jumping on my bed.
and i open my eyes,
already laughing.
anf i smell the burning
of toast, while listening
to steps down the hall
to my room.

he walks in,
and i realize
my life is finally,
what ive always
     wanted it to be.
Starr Anderson
Written by
Starr Anderson  Sacramento, California
(Sacramento, California)   
798
   Rose and SPT
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