I remember the cold winters when we’d leave the house in a rushed panic to make it in time. My sister and I wore our favorite velvet dresses, mine was bright red and hers was dark purple.
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I remember the cold winters when we’d leave the house in a rushed panic to make it in time. My sister and I wore our favorite velvet dresses, mine was bright red and hers was dark purple.
Art Therapy with Kimberly 