Harrier
Open her soul to find who she is on the inside.
Nobody will know becuase they haven't given her a try.
She's judged.
Neither she or anybody else knows why.
She beats herself up trying to hide.
Give her a home and not just a disguise.
She cries and cries until her body slowly starts to die....
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