Her straw-colored pigtails did not qualify her to be Rapunzel and could
not be spun to gold by imp fingers, she was too active to be Sleeping
Beauty, too outspoken to be Cinderella, too keen on tall fellows to be
Snow White. She held little carriage with sleeping upon legumes to
display her regal daintiness and imagined that the only result would be a
mushy, green stain on the underside of her mattress. Her eyes met the
criteria only of the evil, ice queen.
A ordinary man like everyone else,who loves the moon,the sky and everyone else in the universe..By going through my words,you will be able to understand more about me...:)
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