I remember looking at her in her incubator, staring at those big brown eyes, staring right back at me. I was thinking "so, you're the one who's been bouncing around in my tummy for the past 42 weeks". I remember so many things, like they only happened 5 minutes ago.
She remembers not. On her way to adulthood fast and furious. Looking forward, never back. Me, I only look back because there she is with me. The tomorrows, she is not.
What then is my purpose?
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