He asked: " how is growing up?"
With tears in her eyes she saId: " not easy"
" how come?" he asked
" while everyone moves on, in my mind in still 16 wondering if I ever get to 17." she answerd.
"It isn't your time yet my dear" he said while going back to the shadows
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Author:
Anouk (
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