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Archive for April 12th, 2008

He Was

He had curly blonde hair, just like my son.
He had to put the quarters in the jukebox, just like my son would have.
He took in every sight, touching those within reach at the table, just like my son.
He was out to eat with one parent and two grandparents, just like my son.
He looked full of [...]

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