Sorry it's been almost a decade since I first played you before giving you this. I'm learning to draw. I can't yet make my drawings lifelike, and it's a shame I can't bring them to life, but I can still make art worth making. I'm learning to play piano. Yours was the soundtrack to my childhood, and it's a shame I could never recreate the latter, but I can still enjoy a good song. I'm learning to be excited for the future. My favorite level of yours was the space one, and it's a shame I could probably never be an astronaut, but I can still acheive great things. Thank you for teaching me to want to learn.
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