Tears. First of pain. Now joy. Intense, absolving, mitigating, craashing tears soaked my face and care-worn chest, staining the hospitol gown with my happiness. she was gorgeous, absolutely, earth-shatteringly remarkable, the supreme love of my life. my brand new, beautiful daughter. i never agian would know love like this, would never again taste the morning air or afternoon twilight without her in mind.
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