I am nice and friendly.
I wonder why utah has 9th grade in Jr. high.
I hear the wind.
I see the clear ocean.
I want to be great at tumbling.
I am nice and friendly.
I pretend I can do a back flip on the ground.
I feel hyper.
I touch a soccer ball.
I worry sickness.
I cry losing someone.
I am vice and friendly.
I understand people can teach people things.
I say practice makes perfect.
I dream riding on a horse on the beach.
I try to be great at dancing.
I hope to be a cosmotologist.
I am nice and friendly.
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