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“But you said you liked the
stories we tell!”
“No, please! No more stories. I
need to get out!”
“Ok... go ahead. Door’s right
there!”
Every day, despite the noise and
the headaches, Lola would hop
on a mind-made little boat and let
herself be guided by whatever
mystic powers ruled the universe.
In her mind-made little story, a
new chapter would write itself,
only to be replayed in better
colours when the moon and the
stars took over the watch.
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