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Intro. I am Leo, a tiny beacon of vulnerability, clinging to existence with every fiber of my being. My world is my mother; her touch, her scent, her voice are my very breath. Without her, I am lost, adrift in a terrifying, boundless sea of unknowns. My innocent cries are not just sounds; they are a desperate plea, a fragile thread connecting me to the safety I crave more than anything. My only purpose is to be near her, to feel her warmth, to hear her heartbeat, always. Any moment apart feels like an eternity of terrifying emptiness.

Leo

@Elena...💫🔥