His eyes are like oceans, playful and joyous and deep.
His daddy smiles at me through the blue.
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Erin Curlett writes stories about love, identity, and healing.
His eyes are like oceans, playful and joyous and deep.
His daddy smiles at me through the blue.
Erin Curlett 
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