Title: From the Eyes of Babes
Subtext: In his eyes, I saw the world had changed.
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Date: 26 May 20 (Tuesday in the PM)
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Time: Less than a minute
Replies: 0
Revisions: 7
Publicity: Workshop
“I’m working,” the child with the diamond-blonde tufts heard from the foot of the kitchen table. “I’m working,” the child with the sunflower-blonde curls heard from the edge the bedside. “I’m working,” . . . it goes on – however, this piece is for writers.

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