when i was just a little girl, i ask my mother what should i be?
should i be rich, should i be poor.....
que sera sera.....what ever will be will be... the future that i should live... que sera sera.......
“I record my life, sifting and trying to separate what is real from what I’ve dreamed. I have decided not to tell you what is fact versus what is unfact primarily because (a) I am giving you a portrait of the essence of me. come with me, reader.
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