“A baby girl, she was cute and chubby and so full of innocence. We were on a boat ride, just passing their house, we had stopped to see how cinnamon was extracted from the bark. She came along with her mother, I just had to carry her…her innocence stirred me in a way i could not understand, all i could do was pluck a flower and put in my hair.”
Maryanne
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