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An angel for strength

   and a devil for fun

Chocolates and poodles

   and gymnasts begun

Screaming out, yelling out

   ways to behave

Who that I am

   and what is the rave

Magic Attic, what is her name

   that played with the other

      now lost and ashamed?

Best friends and parties

   with memories to share

Lost in this jungle

   some without care

Each strand falls

   and calls out my name

Asking only a whisper

   and it I would claim

Where have I been

   and where am I going?

So many shall pass

   without ever knowing.