Once upon a time, we were blessed with the small hands and the dreaming minds of angels and princesses. We knew they would not remain like this forever, but we dances and twirled in tutus around our living rooms like royalty at the ball. Sipping tea with dolls, our pinkies in the air, and put away our busy days and thoughts for snuggles in bed to tell stories about princes and frogs, ballerinas and fair maidens. Until one day the princess decided to ride off into the sunset and leave her tutu behind. You put it away in that chest in the attic and smile when you come across it from time to time, and wonder what little princess will wear it next.                      

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