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She
>> Friday, February 13, 2015
She
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I just love to see her communicate with me, play, run, jump, swing, spin, dance, climb, make me her playmate, and even sleep. I would treasure her innocent bliss in my heart.
Soon, these wonderful moments would become lingering memories when she grows up.
I would still be her father. And she my little daughter.
55 Fiction
I just love to see her communicate with me, play, run, jump, swing, spin, dance, climb, make me her playmate, and even sleep. I would treasure her innocent bliss in my heart.
Soon, these wonderful moments would become lingering memories when she grows up.
I would still be her father. And she my little daughter.
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