recording what i know, but what others do not see, i reflect for a moment on the other side of me... inside, that is... there is the me that lives on the outside... a bouncing blob of baby boy eager to please but also begging for attention and often whining and complaining when it does not come... and there is the peaceful being security napping inside that no one sees... no wonder we don't get what we want, aye?...
i miss me...
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