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I know a person
She hides She hides deep She is unsure So she hides She is self-conscious So she hides I know a person She is full of laughter She is lighthearted and free Yet she is caged She is scared so she is caged She is held back By herself But not always You might see her some time In fact You might see her right now I know a person She is afraid She hides She hides deep She hides deep in me Her name is Spirit
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