I Want to Hear the Lullaby Girl

I don't want to wear this anymore. Where is the lullaby girl? I hear her every night. Can you make her sing? My sister's head turned towards mine, but through me. The harsh sunlight made her eyes instinctively squint. Her voice was so hushed you could have mistaken it for soft breathing.

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