Fynn Ocean

Who are you, little person?
I know you as intimately as it is possible to know a body, having birthed you from my own.
Yet you are complete mystery.
My wonder in you is like the wonder of the stars.
No thought could capture you, 
nor name define you.
Maybe it’s stars that you are; 
and my love, the universe.

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