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Part of me hopes when I walk into your office, you'll have a blanket fort set up with pillows and coloring books and books. That you'll read stories to me the rest of the day while letting me lay my head on your lap. For one hour just once, I wish that could happen. Deeply wish that could happen.
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**the curiosity can kill the soul but leave the pain and every ounce of innocence is left inside her brain**
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