Continous
She should give everything a mean
But for the world that has no mean
The world denied her initial steps
Then she stopped with mind maps
Her visions crossed a different way
A way that begins with no infinity
That bounded with all their rituals
Everyone assured her not to step
Ability of burrying one is common
burry her points , Auh! Come on!
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