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I Wish It Was That Simple
fourteen months in this world concerned only with the navigation of his wagon around the coffee table the sound of the birdies songs outside the window his only distraction laying down for a nap giggling in his security playing with his toes curiously smiling at me while I cry at people jumping out of windows one hundred floors up and whisper to him "I wish it was that simple I wish it was that simple"
In Posse:
Potentially, might be ...
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