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That perfect girl had never fled, 
      She simply had been sent to bed.
            Rebellious charm had swallowed my soul,    

                  Innocence gone, I had reached my goal,
            To banish the small girl who hid inside me,

      To tuck her up, warmly and nicely,      

For once she could sleep in peace.








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