Yes. She is made out of silk. Silk and similar fine materials.
Her soft heart spreads its gentle arms, hugging the air all around it, so it suddenly shrinks and blushingly encapsulates like a butterfly.
And then it flaps with its wings toward the sun and even if it gets burned, it goes quite again secretly laughing in some nook…
That soft and extremely good heart of her’s is pounding so joyfully almost ready to jump out. If only that was posible…
Yes. She is made out of silk. Silk and similar fine materials.
to my daughter Iva
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Published on e-Stories.org on 18.09.2019.
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