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May 2013
Some squawking and stacatto squeeling a retched
Cry and there you are.
Small bundle covered in a heated bassinette.
The race is on.

One more sent down from central casting.
Two eyes one nose. Two ears two hands and feet. If all is a go.
Make your. Mark son.

Girl interrupted.
Blue as a berry. 6 weeks early.
Premature delivery
Could not be more girly.

My son. My daughter

Two more limbs on the tree.

Up the beanstalk you will climb



To see what you can see.
Geno Cattouse
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Geno Cattouse  california
(california)   
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