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May 2014
Everything she had done was all
wrong.
She was disregarded by everyone, even her
family.
Something had come over here, and she didn't know
what to do.
She was left, wearing nothing but black;
she was all alone.
What is someone to do now, when everyone gave up their
hope?
She was beautiful, but no one realized;
her life was diminishing.
She curtsied, and left.
Gone, forever.
Freedom
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Freedom
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