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Love by Leslie Doyle


With my niece, I know what love is supposed to feel like. She accepts me for who I am, and she hates for me to leave whenever I get the chance to go home. She knows how to miss me and love me without someone telling her to say it. It’s pure love. There are no expectations.

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  1. Laurel

    soooooooooooooo cute……..

    Apr 22, 2010 at 2:15 am