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A drawing. <br />
My son was born 3 1/2 months premature. Where most mothers were able to hold their babies. And able to get "new born hospital " pictures I was left empty handed. Until an artist, a student artists had devoted his time to drawing pictures of the premature babies of the nicu. He drew my 2 pound baby. My only photograph of his time in the hospital. <br />
You can't imagine how precious Tver drawing was to hold.

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