I think you would understand me better if you could come live in my world for a day or two. I would have much to sing and say to you through song and dance. Some people think I am not listening to them (like my parents) and think they have to talk louder and louder and stomp their foot or clap their hand (like my dad) for me to get my attention. If they only understood I am listening to the beautiful music surrounding me. My world is special. It is an ethereal place where I never have to frown or cry. Come join me but remember you too must dress up for the occasion. There's no jeans here. I love you.
--Emily
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