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The middle
Always stuck between others, desperately wanting to shine. Between a child with more knowledge and ability, and a younger, cuter version. I watch my princess with compassion, knowing the burden she bears. Not the baby, not the first, she feels invisible at times, searching for the love and attention she so craves I remember that…
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July 31st
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The Pest
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The Great Vacation- Part 2
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The white pyjamas
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Legacy
Bombarded with soft projectiles upon entering the house, Tears over who gets first dibs, barely mollified by promises to leave and return, All for “first hug” priviledges I watch as my Boy talks to a piece of cheese, hanging it up with a beep The Girls fighting over who gets to talk, again Stop interrupting…
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My Boy
