
This fortune deepens the story of the two becoming one, as our son's mom is the lover of words, and his dad likes planning and writing manuscripts. Maybe he can teach mom new words and dad how to really write.
and on her lover's arm she leant, and round her waist she felt it fold, and far ACROSS THE HILLS they went in that new world which is the old. ~ Alfred Lord Tennyson

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