When my children were little, I used to feel their shoulder blades and tell them they were the nubs from the wings they had before they were born. As angels, they flew over the world to pick out their families.
When my children were little, I used to feel their shoulder blades and tell them they were the nubs from the wings they had before they were born. As angels, they flew over the world to pick out their families.
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