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So clings to me My baby, her brown hair brushed with wet tears And laid against her cheek; Her soft white legs hanging heavily over my arm Swinging heavily to my movements as I walk. -D.H. Lawrence, A Baby Asleep after Pain, 1916
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I am so jealous of all these aunts and uncles who already got to meet Louie. He is undoubtedly a true beauty. I can't wait to kiss him!
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