I remember that I was in my mom and dad's room, it was dark. It was probably like about 5:00 in the morning or it was still dark. At one point my mum was holding me but, mostly remember that I was lying between them.
Then all of a sudden, I was holding a baby version dream self. You didn't know anything could be so small. I was so small, in my arms, It felt so strange, seeing that version of me. I was so delicate. I could feel that tiny heartbeat. I recall that I watched myself in a blanket, in my arms. I cooed as they- um-I, softly drifted off to sleep. When I was a baby again, I could feel the warmth as I nestled between my parent's bodies.
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