she sings like the rain and walks like summer. she never stops, not even when she has ran out of songs to sing (she just makes new ones up). words doesn't mean anything, a la (curt and unfeeling) and doe (nimble steps to follow mr. la) and miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii (that sharp cry escaping from the depths of her lungs, exposed to all the world to
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hello ashley, how are you!
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