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The kangaroo carried her most precious thing in the world to her in her pouch; her little baby. Her baby was everything to her. And she planned to protect it with all her strength.
It was the rally of the year. Everyone was gathered in the streets together. I was young but I remember it so clearly. I remember feeling lost, and alone.
She had her heart locked and her secrets hidden. Ever since she was broken beyond repair, she has had a lock on her heart and a lock on her lips. She never opened up; never let anyone it. Until the day she met you.