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Baby Blanket

Left at an orphanage in my home country by my unknown birth parents, I awaited the day I finally met you. I was around the age of one and you were a few years older. Once I had your tightly stitched body through my fragile stubby fingers I knew you would be of the most importance over the years to come. Inhale. Allowing your aroma to completely fill my nose. Inhale. Intertwining your thin woven fabric between each of my fingerlings every night before drifting into a dream. You are now lost somewhere on this greedy earth, never to be cuddled again, but happily forever with me at night during each nightmare.

Baby Blanket

Left at an orphanage in my home country by my unknown birth parents, I awaited the day I finally met you. I was around the age of one and...