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Once upon a time long ago It is said a girl with skin white as snow Ran far into the woods And stumbled across a cabin, alone in stood.
Endless months to herself Not once did she worry about her health. Happy and full of energy and life Dancing and prancing because she wasn't a house wife.
One day she looked in the mirror, Bashful she became as she came nearer. Confused but paid no mind Out the door, she left herself behind.
A walk to always end the day Her favorite time to laugh and play She thought herself dopey and never afraid Confident and bold was how she was made
A day of coughing and being sneezy She was definitely sick and quite dizzy. After that she was in a constant slumpy mood Soon it was like she was a completely grumpy dude
She didn't feel like herself and began weeping. The days passed with her in bed and very sleepy
At the door she heard a knock To find the one and only Mr. Doc Who knew everything about anything
"Don't worry my dear, There is something you need to hear. I am you and you are me, You're talking to yourself don't you see."
He was right but she did not panic For she had friends being a schizophrenic. She invited Doc to move in And together they lived, The End.
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