“The first experience of pain. Holding the ties of her satchel, without tears, someone who was once me trotting home with measured steps, for once not counting the pickets along the edge of the path, having fallen among humans for the very first time, and so sometimes you really do know exactly when it began, how and when, and which tears were meant for crying.” you better fucking work ingie
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