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Harping By A Pixie

"I feel in every girl, there is a spirit, a wild pixie, that if let go, would run and dance in grassy fields until the end of the world. And then that girl grows up, that pixie hides, but it is always there…peeking out behind old eyes and reading glasses, laughing, waiting to one day dance again." ~Atticus~

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“I feel in every girl, there is a spirit, a wild pixie, that if let go, would run and dance in grassy fields until the end of the world. And then that girl grows up, that pixie hides, but it’s always there, peeking out behind old eyes and reading glasses, laughing, waiting, to one day dance again.” ~Atticus~

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