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"Behind a curtain on the wall she finds a tiny door that opens with the key and leads into a beautiful garden"

Once I walked through that red door, of my Parisian 6th floor apartment, I awakened into the beginning of my dream, more real than any reality I’d lived before.

Happiness is a small word for how Large my Joy is sitting here on this Parisian balcony.

It came true.

Peace Happiness Bliss

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