She was so proud of her wall, but she is a naive by default, keep believing the false.

She gave her all, by one call, can make crawl.

Again she fall, lost in the ball, everyone was glad that she made her way out from the hall that was getting small, which is why they keep insult.

You see her walked and stood tall, but you will never see her lips tighten with an invisible shawl, she lives a life of a living doll.

The rules written in stone from the old for her stays unbended, it is wise that she is only seen and not heard.

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