One of my first memories with you is playing tea in our little “house” that was a small cubby space in a hallway. I remember the dolls laying on the floor by our sides and the little plates and teacups that held our feasts. I can almost hear the childish whispers and giggles as we would lay side by side in our room at night under the comforter of pastel hearts. Like recalling a dream, I can still see our stuffed animals, the handmade play kitchen, and the lavender walls of the room we shared. Time passed and, as we grew, the
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