Sleeping beauty
If is sad, has been hurt
Not asleep as she was
In the tale; in waiting.
Confident, on her own
She is alive…is alive…
Beauty,
Open eye, listen up
Hell with world…‘F’ them all
Be useful if you can
Observe, write of the rights
No use is in shadows…
Sneak out…
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