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May 2015
Sorry, little girl, you better dry your tear filled eyes. Your chin better lift itself and your lip can never quiver. Sorry, little girl, there are more important feelings; more fragile people that need to be cared for. All the other hands are already being held. Sorry, little girl, but no one is there for you.
Ninny's Narnia
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