CHAPTER 33

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CXCIII

The Paragon froze

that moment,

When

dear old Mary's name was called.

She stiffened

on the adjustment,

From the old her

that has turned cold.

CXCIV

Swallowed all courage

that she had,

She tried for her knees

not to shake,

But for the first time

she turned sad,

And her spirit

finally breaks.

CXCV

Sudden

change-in-atmosphere feels.

Two characters

with just one face,

And the whole

paradox reveals,

As the concealed doubling

takes place.

CXCVI

The rich girl's hands clapped

behind her,

The Paragon winced

from the noise.

She shan't return

to what she were,

The old her

that fell to their toils.

CXCVII

AMBER:

"And now she's braver

than before.

You can change

and grow all you want.

Still that old Mary

and no more,

You'll never fright me

with that front."

CXCVIII

AMBER:

"All of us here

almost forgot.

Oh dear old Mary,

you're all new.

Now why place us

at this dead spot?

While the spotlight shines

bright on you?"

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