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lullaby and goodnight
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an: to all of my reviewers, and as always, thank you for reading.
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A distant memory of the beach, small, chubby fingers drawing indecipherable, fleeting pictures in the sand. You turn around slowly, greet motherly warmth as you're lifted in the air and a whole new world is seen through your eyes.
A boat, far off in the distance, sailing waves you've yet to experience. Dark clouds and swirling waters like the stories you're whispered to sleep, but you don't yet comprehend.
You don't understand what adventure is, why those arms keep you away from deep waters. You don't understand; with child-like certainty, you just want.
Someday, you'll have it.
Sshh, not yet.