Cheers to the naive soul I used to be, and with great reluctance and a lot of affection, I fare thee well. Makes me sad to reflect on her and how baby like she was, but I guess one must adapt to the need of the hour, even if it's something you wish not to do. Ugh. One day I will capture your essence in words that hide in plain sight, and shower you with all the love I can. You are the best of me, and always will be.
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