A Child's Razor Senses

I've been doing a good job of keeping my tears out of the public arena these past couple days. I'm on the 210 Metro Bus on the way home and there is a little girl (maybe 3 or 4) sitting in the window seat in front of me next mother. I have my headset playing music and though I'm keeping a smile on my face, she looks at me with sullen eyes aa if wondering why I'm crying... And my eyes start to gloss.

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