"Be unassuming. Otherwise, you'll cry."

Memories that stick.

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I have fond memories of brushing my fingers along your gentle locks. 

You felt warm, like chamomile.

I got lost in the curls. 

It felt like bliss when I gave you love. 

You ran away; you're still running. 

I wish for you to see the world and all its possibilities.

I wish for you to see me along the way. 

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