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Dear Mother Society,
The ideal child,
I did as I was told.
“Close your eyes”
This world is innocent,
if seen by the eyes of the blind.
The ideal child,
I did as I was told.
A young girl living in a old world
Subject to customs
Each day her mind is running, jumping, skipping, and tumbling
Looking, searching for the broken joy that got away
A young girl living in a old world
