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Let's try again.

May 25, 2018

An excerpt

Oh, who could ever hear them?

I am the girl under the colored rain...

You're not afraid to lose me. . .

To love too much is a paradox of love itself. . .

So, Peter Pan, if you're out there, please come and find me.

Finally, I can let you go. . .

I just hope someday you'd tell me about these things I wanted to know. . .