The Girl with Pearls in her Hair

Light as air, she is everywhere.
Nobody seems to care.
I saw her fall from grace, and I shed a tear.
Just as she always knew, real was her fear.
Standing among us all, oh what a dear.
If only she could see that everyone is the same.
Than she would know there is nothing more to shame.

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