A little shiny , a little bold and a little scarred..
Faltered, but not self deceived
Tag: #MoveOn
Mnemonic..
Every minute, every second and every that remains..
Chattel..
Everything like you.. She was not born mine But I chose her to be Even when you wasn’t yours I wanted her to be Everything like you Fiction : Words of a widowed husband, who adopts a little girl in the memory of his late wife.
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