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As a baby, he'd eat watermelon like it was his last supper. Mom always said he'd eat a whole watermelon if she'd let him. He was a happy baby, she'd say. Always had a smile on his face like he knew the answer to happiness.

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joshua-hernandez

33 / M / Mexican

Published: Nov 11, 2017
LinesWords: 545

Tags: #watermelon #baby #happiness #happy #growing

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