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Once there was a little girl standing in a field of flowers. The flowers were perfect little lilies that flowed gently with the wind. The little girl looked up into the blood red sky and sighed. For she knew that this was but a dream. She laid down and enjoyed the softness of the beautiful little lilies as she prepared to die. At least now she would not feel the pain she had been suffering all the years that she had lived.
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The Little Girl
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