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after surgery

After the surgery I was flat on my back and not allowed to move, an assistant  nurse came to feed me A stern-looking woman older than the others soup she fed me; open your mouth wide, she said I did her, eyes softened, and she became motherly scolded me gently when spilling soup on the nib When I didn`t want any more soup, she said I had to to eat it all I felt drawn to her as a baby to his mother it was a beautiful moment; she tucked me in I fell asleep. Then it was morning, I was allowed to sit up and later stood up. looked out the window, a football pitch the players’ red and yellow shirts, it looked like mating ritual, the one who scored the most goals gets the sexiest girl, that`s ok, but I got to be a baby and remember it.

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