How Can I Keep From Writing?

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Long, long ago in another era, there lived a little girl who believed she had come to this world to sing and play with the wind.

The time has passed so quickly and yet, there have been countless songs. ¬†Even though the reflection is quite different these days, I can still recognize the sparkle’s source emitting from this little girl. I am still me!

 

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