When Mirabel went: Someone please just let me know: where do I go? I am waiting on a miracle
And when Luisa went: Who am I if I don’t have what it takes? No cracks, No breaks, No mistakes. No pressure.
And when Isabela went: What could I do if I just knew it didn’t need to be perfect? It just needed to be? And they let me be?
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