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She entered the world.
Innocent was she.
Eyes bright, taking it all in.
What wonders she saw.
Everywhere she looked was delighted.
Animals prancing.
Foliage whispering secrets to the wind.
Waters creating great works of art.
She wanted to play.
So she did.
She joined in and it was wonderful.
The animals spoke to her.
So did the trees.
The water cleansed her heart.
Fires enchanted her spirit.
All was aligned perfectly.
A symbiotic friendship.
She was in love with the world.
Then...
Something happened.
She was taken to a place that didn't respect.
They tried to teach her against her own instinct.
They trained her to be a slave.
She was here to do what she was told.
To fit into societies mold.
But she never believed.
She knew she was deceived.
Yet she played along.
It seemed, happily.
But she always kept her secret.
Tucked deep inside.
She knew what she was and she had to hide.
So she painted on that smile of hers.
And tried to fit in to the world.
Seeking her own special place.
Where her truth could finally be faced.
She started to speak silently.
To the animals and the trees.
And they still listened to her calls.
And they still spoke with a funny drawl.
They made her laugh.
They made her sing.
And in her heart, she was happy again.
Her connection was never lost.
Only hidden then carefully stuffed.
Now she lives without the fear,
As the Mysteries speak into her ear.