A little girl
She was once a girl, a girl with big dreams and ambitions, but now, she lives with her memories bound to her, An old woman, with nothing but rinkles to show her tale and story. Enjoy your youth while you can, Because youth fades like smoke, fading faster the higher it goes, like an old woman, was once a little, so will you be when you grow old.
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