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A life's song

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Just a short sort of writing thingy, I'll write stuff that is cringe and you can read it. For this I'll write a small one so you can check it out:
   Riley was a sweet little girl, beautiful and strong, yet stuck in a world she did not belong. The monsters inside her head telling her something is happy, something consuming her, but it is wrong, as her fairytale is everything yet not long, but life is cruel and she accepts that, as those fake smiles continue to bloom and she lives her days in a lie balloon


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