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I never have this problem
Shooting a blank
But not the blank you are tying to think
I mean typing and thinking of nothing
Rambling to keep my mind on something
I hear a coo. It reminds me of you
Its not you. Its your cousin. I finally mustered the strength to hold him. Not for too long it felt wrong. This isn't my baby. I feed him then hand him over. Then my mind races about you over and over. His head swoll down he is doing better. The doctors are failing you guys. They hit your cousins head! Remember when mommy and daddy got mad at the nurses who ran into your bed. Bad heart and bad lungs. You guys are like grandma. Yall my lil newports.
