50x365 #210: Zea

You were six months old the last time I saw you. Babies and I are usually a salty-teared mess of mutual aversion, but you stared into my eyes all evening. Our bodies were little more than units housing our true selves. Of course, yours drooled and pooped, but no matter.

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