irl i once was,it would be to cherish everything you have as a child,alongside all your imaginations. your mom,no matter how boring i look nowadays,used to lay on the grass,stare at the clouds,and think about the conversations held between those white dogs and horses all the time. if you want to share news about your toys,or maybe the friends that no one else can see,i want you to know that i’m always here to listen.
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the stories that you have read so far,they don’t just come in the shapes of colourful images. of course,there are dancing dolls,singing flowers and chatty ducks,fairies in the woods and scary evils that will probably give you some nightmares(do come to us when you can’t sleep,ok? but only when you really can’t). as you would have known by now,there are also horrible things that happen in stories. there are bad guys and even people dying sometimes,just like how life will unravel in front of you.
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how do i describe
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