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The Girl Sadly she sits inside Locked within herself. Seeing things from the outside She knows not the self - The World around, a nightmare. She's not on solid ground! To herself, she glares. Some do not udnerstand. They think she is shy Yet she knows now the command to make her confusion die. She knows of another her. One she surely does fear The Inner that is a blur Yet is so very dear. It is an important part - the one acts sometimes Ruining the way of the heart giving her misery many times. The Girl within the girl Oh, what shall she do? She has a hidden pearl Can release now? No... She is locked up. By who? By the one. Like a little pup Needing freedom won.
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