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Have Time Soon


I am a little princess Gentle and Fragile. Grace I have in excess Only two objects forbid me to float as I dance ballet, I wear a beautiful dress. I am a beautiful princess, so small yet so pure. How is it possible that my parents have no time to endure. Always too busy in time of need The lack of my parents has addicted my greed. Attention attention this princess is gone she has left to dance her own song. Goodbye to those who payed no time seeing her dance was the princess's only crime
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mairavaleria21
Growing up, I was an only child until the age of 10 so I was alone most of the time. Just me and my nina. Well, I always wanted my parents to have time for me. I mean, they did what they could yet bonding time other than shopping would have been nice too...

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