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"Can you sing a song?" She asked, sitting on the ground for a little break after all that walking.
"I guess I could," I sighed as I sat right next to her, "I mean, that's my job."
"Really?"
"Yeah, what song do you want me to sing?"
She smiled a little before gesturing with her hands, "Twinkle, twinkle?"
I paused for a while before I found myself asking, "How old are you?"
She shrugged, "Nine."
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