Where's Daddy, where it has been all these days, why did you see so often at home ? My mother told me that he is in hospital with my brother. And so you lost my smile, now I do more often. And my vocals, which Dad does not have ever heard.
Yes because now I know I speak? In my own way, but I speak. And I also have a beautiful voice, when I want. Not only cry more, or think only what I mean, without uttering a sound, as did a few weeks ago.
Now I speak and I wonder and ask: "Where is Daddy?".
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