Louise-Personal Narrative

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My hands glide across the piano keys Covered in scars that stand as a reminder of ma A reminder of the accident A reminder of my mistake And a reminder of her death Now things are better, Crops are growing Daddy’s happy and he found a girl named Louise She's nothing like ma If anything, her opposite Cheerful happy and hasn't given up her dreams I hope ma won't mind if daddy gets remarried I think if she knew Louise She’d

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