Things get bad, and then I'll look down into my arms and see something like this. Things aren't that bad, and then I count my blessings. Baby Love.
19 September, 2011
Let Sleeping Babies Lie
Things get bad, and then I'll look down into my arms and see something like this. Things aren't that bad, and then I count my blessings. Baby Love.
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