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She wafted on the breezes
of mindless swaying treetops,
    her world was a sheltered oyster
      in ocean's iridescent indulgence
there was no breadth of sea's depth,
merely a curiosity's naiveté that rescued
      her spirit through many a dark eventide
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Rachel
Mastermind
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Rachel
He made a game
That no one could play
Playing with fire
With his deadly smiles
Heavenly voice
Hide the devil inside
He's a victor
But not a hero
Soon he will fall
Torn into pieces
With his silly jokes
Fascinated by beauty
He made a collection
Manipulating emotions
Like a piece of cake
No questioning
He's definitely the
Mastermind

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