Jane's song
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Concluída qua, jun 1, 20165m
Jane was the song. And the world was her audience.
Every day, from sunrise till dusk, she poured her heart out into the world, and then the butterflies fluttered, the trees rustled and the marble people began to move their hands and feet and smiles once more lit up their grim marble faces.
Jane lived to sing.
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