http://slow.writerscafe.org/twinklestar The original writings of author twinklestar en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013031 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 We are stronger than we know. Don't ever let any guy/girl hurt you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twinklestar/1168051/ I'm sorry for anything I ever did to make you mad/sad at me. I love you regardless always Daddy <3. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twinklestar/1076466/ For all loved one's that are gone... 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