a cry of happiness

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she cried out. i knew it wasn't a cry of pain, it was of pure happiness - one that people would want to experience.

a little boy. his mum couldn't let go of him yet. she fought with the doctors as if they were taking him away from her.

the miracle child. the swollen stomach.

i held her hand. it meant so much. no tears could prepare us for this joy.

this memory - just us - a little family - will forever be inscribed into my memories.

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