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"Just five more minutes, then I'll get up and be productive."
At least, that's what I've been telling myself for the past hour. Sleepy, lazy Saturday mornings, I can feel the sparks of sun on my face, can hear the birds chirpping sweetly. But all I wish to do is lie here and dream.
What would today look like if I were a peasent girl in Italy during the Facist movement? How would my day begin as an exotic chinese princess? What if I were a sought after celebrity, dancer, singer. What if...? So many possibilites, so many lives to choose. For how much do we know until we take a day in their shoes?
Just five more minutes, just one more dream.





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