Like a child, she sings back the words I speak. I am not so much older sometimes. We are a great diversity, so we cannot always get along. Maybe it was my fault this time. I am willing to forget if you are willing to forgive.
(a.k.a. the attempt of a writer to exercise her imagination)
Like a child, she sings back the words I speak. I am not so much older sometimes. We are a great diversity, so we cannot always get along. Maybe it was my fault this time. I am willing to forget if you are willing to forgive.
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