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some day morning

He had enormous brown eyes, pools of warmth framed by affectionate crinkles. He wrapped his arms around me and I fell into a cocoon spun of equal parts fantasy and fatherhood; sheltered, treasured, loved, cherished. He released me with a sigh.

I dropped another coin into the box.

December 21, 2017

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