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He hit another bump in the road. Maybe it was a hole; it dragged him down, down, down.
There's no reason for it, there was no reason for it. He just woke up his face covered in tears and his body aching.
He doesn't remember what happened in his sleep any more. He doesn't remember. He just wakes up with his heart aching.
He's tired again. He wants his uncle. He wants his Baachan. He wants someone to curl into.
There's no reason for it, there was no reason for it. He just woke up his face covered in tears and his body aching.
He doesn't remember what happened in his sleep any more. He doesn't remember. He just wakes up with his heart aching.
He's tired again. He wants his uncle. He wants his Baachan. He wants someone to curl into.