How did I come to be? Who knows.

Will I be forever? Who knows.

My Mother is Lovely. She is.

I feel her love all around me. I know.

Will she love me forever? She will.

Does she know I love her? She does.

The milk is warm. The milk tastes good. Yes.

My Father makes funny faces. He does.

Does he know I love him? He does.

What do I do now? You grow.

What is the voice in my head? You.

The voice tells me to pretend I’m on a cloud. Yes.

And the cloud is love. Yes.

I can be everywhere and see Our world. Yes.

Mom and Dad say this is Our home. Yes.

And they say I’m to take care of it. Yes.

Our world is beautiful. Our world is magic. Yes.

My heart feels like it will burst. Yes.

Why is that? Love.

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