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She went off to the
To find she was looking for
To identify, to try
To herself some hope
the summer sun for laughing
And the rain did pour
She was lovelier from
And from living, loving
From her dancing and young soul
And the gypsies in her
To the pulse of acceptance
When the winds to freeze
no curfews left to hold her
And no walls to shield her
Finding out that facts older
And that forms are insane.
The presence of seemed
To fade, as did her
she now was no exception
Nor was the love who her out

Though the cried out,
Go,
Virtues strength of mind would
In the maladies of
The sad she learned to sing.
Now, her and philosophers
And the poet's throat
Are the vessels which on wisdom's ocean she will float.
Was her revolution,
Just a child in crusade,
the question in her innocence
Through the lies her betrayed?