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A teary-eyed, torn up face,
She is mixed up badly – Not dedicated to something important, Not brave and not too savvy! She’s got quite a burden – Emotions driving her nuts… Can she come to her senses, No ifs, ands, or buts? Creatures live to rule the world, To improve their meaningful lot; Committed to some idea or work, They give life all they’ve got… Expecting tasks to get done, Ideas in full swing – She’s no longer mixed up; Now she’s a wild thing!
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