What she sees
Always wanting to run
Always running
Never standing still
If she did her heart would stop and everything would be clear
Clear would make her see
The things she has missed
The things she doesn't want
She would not be blind anymore
And she would see the truth
The truth is not always bright
It is what's to be learned
And is what she knows she needs to see
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