A gift, not a burden
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A newborn opens its clueless eyes and joins its kind Emotions and feelings are not yet familiar to its dim mind It willingly cries and whines with all its might It is young now and does not know wrong from right The little baby slowly grows up and forms the shape of a beautiful, young girl A girl who has not yet been informed of the dangers of this new, unforeseen world A girl who does not know just what will happen when she reaches a certain age An age where she will be treated like a lifeless puppet standing emptily on a stage So the days pass by and the girl changes as well Such strange feelings and emotions, why they are pestering her she cannot tell But with the wise guidance of her mother and the jolly presence of her friends She is still actively willing to make ends meet ends Then the day comes when she will turn thirteen No more childish jokes or pranks are to be seen Now she will lead a life of her own She will lead a more organized life to show how well she has grown She has taken on the duty of carrying the family name with pride It feels like a heavy burden, but to let go of this burden she cannot decide Why must He be so cruel and so cold And release this burden on the shoulders of all the women of the world The days go on and she lives her life sadly and unwell Then one day she meets another girl A girl, like herself once, who did not know the dangers of the world A young, beautiful girl who had still not yet been told To see this little girl brought a memory so joyful to last a lifetime Relapsing back into her faithful past when she was always in her prime She now knew the secret of life and would carry it with a joyful drift The secret was growing older was not to be thought of as a burden but instead as a gift
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