Innocent
Like a child
Eyes wide open
But senses shut to danger ahead
Blindly following a trecherous path
That will lead her to desturction if not avoided
Ripe and seasoned
But, still pure and fresh
No stable persona
To use in this challenege
A beautiful mind
But, a broken soul
Looking for fulfillment
From an empty existence
Lacking stimulation and contentment
And most of all tranquility
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