A BABY smiles, his cheeks as red as the red floral quilt over him, his hands reach out to the sparrows flying past, his excitement as pure as his parents’ love.
An old lady smiles, the wrinkles on her face blur out the thread she holds in her hand, all the lines condense into the peace she feels at that moment.
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