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or Lilly Bean Jinko, endearingly Baby. My little Lilly Bean. They set a date for you to spring into this world, to first unfold your petals, but you did not listen to that refined medical wisdom and came on your own terms- early. You entered the air with a scream that no surgeon had to induce with a smack, I swear you spat out the amniotic fluid on your own, even earned yourself a scalpel nick to the cheek in your eagerness to be free. Restless, even in the womb and I've no doubt that these are telling signs to the way you will be in life, to the way you'll think, to the thorn you will refine your sweetness into and place in the side of anything that obstructs you from getting where you want to go. Even though the peace a satisfying fart brings is all the philosophy you need for now, I can see it in you- a tiny spark that will be a far reaching fire. But for now Lilly Bean, you're simply my baby daughter Post a comment in response: |
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