Brenda's p.o.v
Before she said her first words,
she saw a glimpse of the moon and stars.
Her life was like the wind. A fleeting dawn,
she was well beyond her time even in her
prime.

Brenda's p.o.v
Before she said her first words,
she saw a glimpse of the moon and stars.
Her life was like the wind. A fleeting dawn,
she was well beyond her time even in her
prime.
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