Baby Brother

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He looks so peaceful as he sleeps.
Like an fallen angel, drying off his wings.
He has that innocence that only infants and young children posses,
and only the elderly and wise can see.
For now his world is only as big as the stories we tell him, and his innocence is protected by his youth.
In his sleep, his mouth occasionally curves into a tiny, toothless smile,
As his mind being carried away by captivating dreams.





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