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January 15, 2018
One year closer...
I’m young. Young but close to it. The final year. The end. Well, hopefully. I love seeing her smile more. She’s beautiful when she does. Even when she spends hours in front of the mirror never ...
Book Description
I love her.
I mean, who wouldn’t love their mother?
As I sit on the ground, head on her lap, her fingers in my hair.
And I close my eyes.
Hoping it could last forever.
Before the gold takes over.
Before I’m gone.
Maybe it won’t mean much.
But here I am.
