Plainsong 2013

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FAIRYTALE Always a little girl with long blond hair stuck way up in a castle tower. All the people talking, saying her daddy’s so mean. “Why did he lock her away?” they say. Never knowing the real story, just talking and judging and wondering. Then one day, a prince rides in. Sitting on his white horse, thinking he’ll be the one to save her, so brave. So he shows up at the castle, looking up and calling her name. But all he hears is the whisper of the wind because she’s been long gone. She never needed any rescuing or a white horse.

—Brooke Lietzke


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