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Capering about the wild

via Daily Prompt: Caper

Oh, how much she loathed company

“I fancy being alone”, she used to say

She loved her books and was always seen

With a glass of milkshake on little hands that sway

“Humans are just wild, humans lie

humans are pretentious, don’t you think?

Their words like swords that hurt and kill

With fake masks, they hide their faces within.”

The ten-year-old made points to ponder,

And she never failed to make me smile,

Until last year she turned twenty-one

she has changed, she has grown,

and now she is seen capering through the wild.




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