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"A portrait of my son, once a week, every week, in 2015." |
Dull rainy weather kept us inside but the birds still sang. Leo did his best to answer their call. When I look at his expression all I can imagine is what he might be saying, "Look, Mama. Birds. Can you hear them?" Oh Leo, I hear them, but my heart only listens to you.
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