A blooming genius.
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She denied it,
her mind was too much for her to handle,
her ideas started a scandal,
not even pharmacopoeias could find the drug to help her,
she wanted to be like a thug.
She wanted to be normal,
to everyone she seemed abnormal.
Ordinary did not exist in her dictionary.
She would insist that the dreams would stop,
her brain was going to pop,
she couldn't contain the ideas and dreams anymore.
She wanted to invent.
She wanted to ascent,
let her ideas become reality.
And suddenly she felt like she had reached a point of mentality.
Her dreams flying free,
she was no longer crying in agony.
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