This little girl

She can see her first day in school.
How she scribbled her first few lines.
How she made a few friends.
How she travelled in the fictional world of her own.

This little girl is no longer a baby.
Yet nothing has faded, nothing fogged out.
She can see the landscape,  panorama as well.
Her snapshots are filled with beautiful imagery.

But she doesn’t want to grow too tall.
She doesn’t want to dwarf others.
She doesn’t want to make other lines shorter.
In her me-first world
she wants to remain, as she was.

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