s h e c a n ' t t a k e h e r m i n d o f y o u

And she thought you know it. It's a quite strange.She wake up confused thousand times. But the old cat called her, the red lipstick called her, the little kid that lived in the deep of her heart called her. She played at this bed as a kid. But on her way to the train station she was shaking with cold.
The little girl started to said... I mean, you know you are... you know you are only ...
The little girl smiled. And she loved but she could not have.

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