Days run together like streams converging in the river. I can’t remember what day it is or what my name is.
My husband says, “I got you.”
Suddenly, all is right in the world.
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Days run together like streams converging in the river. I can’t remember what day it is or what my name is.
My husband says, “I got you.”
Suddenly, all is right in the world.
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