“As a young girl I was a dreamer. I dreamed of an adventure into your mind, heart body and soul as I looked up at the stars. There, I dreamt you draped your arms around me and you told me your favorite songs and you started to lean your fragile porcelain doll face on my shoulder and then, all the way to my chest. We were both dreamers; wanderers wandering into the night sky full of stars.”
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