Trembling in the corner,
With sorrow and pain.
Love stands before her,
To withstand her drowned in vain.
From being carefree bud to,
Becoming a detached flower.
She rises towards the world,
With the bright smile in a glower.
Distinguishing reality from dreamland,
She walks on the upheaval stage.
Following the steps unplanned,
To the dead-end she engage.
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