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One time a baby was born and she was so pretty and she drank milk and cried a lot but it was okay cause mom and dad were always there and she lived in a colorful house with a crib just for her and she always cried loud enough for her parents to hear her and she always got what she wanted and she smiled a lot and played with her thoughts cause everything was new One time a child was at school and she was so smart and she drank juice for lunch and cried when she scraped her knee at recess but it was okay cause someone always helped her up and she had a house made of pillows and blankets and her cat slept with her every night cause it was old and she played outside every day and got her clothes dirty and her mom yelled at her but she didn't care and she always smiled because everything was beautiful One time there was a girl in high school and she was so hopeful and she drank alcohol with her friends and cried a lot when she was feeling sad and she was always feeling sad and it wasn't okay cause no one made the tears stop and she lived in a house made of posters and she wanted to be pretty like those posters so she wore makeup and she slept alone because her cat died and she never spoke in school because they told her to keep her mouth shut and she made her mom buy her clothes that went with her makeup and looked ugly and she knew it but she got them all the same and she smiled because that's what everyone else did and she watched t.v. and was so lonely but none of the characters seemed to care One time there was an adult at work and she was so tired and she drank alcohol by herself and never cried because she wasn't supposed to and it wasn't okay because she wanted to so badly and she lived in a house painted brown in a subdivision painted gray and she slept with a man she hated but it didn't matter because she was supposed to be in love and she talked quite a bit but only of her house and how great it was even though she hated it all and she bought clothes at department stores cause that's where they all bought clothes and her makeup ran down her chin but she didn't care because he still kissed her and when she was alone she never smiled but at work and home that was all she did and she looked over a bridge everyday wanting to jump over but she never did cause that only happened in movies so she sucked it all up and sat on the damned couch and had some children who would sit on the damned couch again.
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