Of Pretense
...
There once lived a girl
Whose heart had been split open and furled
Yet she never stopped believing
In the strength of kindness perceiving
She had not forgotten this girl

Of Pretense
...
There once lived a girl
Whose heart had been split open and furled
Yet she never stopped believing
In the strength of kindness perceiving
She had not forgotten this girl
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