Comforting words of innocent empathy from the fruit of my own loins, transformed to bewildered tears that stream in pure awkward silence upon my darkened face. - Post by Authlander on Boldomatic

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Comforting words of innocent empathy from the fruit of my own loins, transformed to bewildered tears that stream in pure awkward silence upon my darkened face.

Comforting words of innocent empathy from the fruit of my own loins, transformed to bewildered tears that stream in pure awkward silence upon my darkened face.

#Blessed, #Whispers, #Of.Bedtime, #Conversation, #With.My, #4.And.6.yearold, #Sons

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