Her chuckle was precious.

The very essence of a toddler’s joy.

And in that moment, I gazed.

The sky was a Melancholy blue.

And I began to sink deeper into the present allowing life to wrap me like a blanket in the still of a brisk evening, isn’t it deceiving, believe me, I’m breathing.

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