I've spent 365 days in this world today!
Now a days, I can't remember where I came from.
The place I was before I met mama.
I tried to tell mama about the beautiful place I came from. But she seems to understand and smile at me.
The more I try, the more it fades.
I really can't remember much anymore.
Maybe soon, I'll be able to speak like mama.
Because I remember one thing.
The beautiful place, must be kept a secret.
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