Mouton / Sheep

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I see a little sheep peeking out of the open picture frame on my desk. Its fluffy coat glistens warmly under the soft lighting of the room, giving off an irresistible invitation to get up and play outside with it. As I reach over to gently push its tiny ears back into place, I can't help but notice how endearing its expression looks. The gentle curve of its lips makes me smile automatically whenever I look at it, which is often because it's always the first thing that catches my eye when I enter this cozy space filled with memories and trinkets gathered from years past