When i was a little girl i wanted to be a ballerina, i dreamed of spinning on the ground under the light in a beautiful white suit. Now a ballerina spins in my head playing with my brain, making me cry under the light in a dark room. Sparkling tears run down my face, spinning on the floor of the cage.
My silly childhood dreams
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