An Ode To Six
She stumbles out of her room, eyes barely open. “Am I six now, mum?” she asks, rubbing her eyes. “You sure are sweetie,” I say.…
She stumbles out of her room, eyes barely open. “Am I six now, mum?” she asks, rubbing her eyes. “You sure are sweetie,” I say.…
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