Writing Girl
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Category : Scripts
Sub Category : Plays
Annie: So I write to please thee and yet doth no longer see me nor my ventures. Antony: But why? So young as thee doth see the way of the world and me. Why not so, 'tis you who stole mine heart? Annie: Fear not mine Antony, for your heart is yours not mine to hold lest I break it.