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Listen well, I want to tell you a story

Of a girl who wanted to be someone else

She dreamed, she thought, she tried acting

At the end of each day she'd lie down

Whispering to her ceiling she'd cry

"Why?" Whispering she'd recite words

Teleporting her mind away

Emotions would melt away, peace would fill her

The next day she would work to gain knowledge

Striving for inner or outer serenity

Knowing one day, when Death would come calling

That she was one with her new self

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