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There's something she had found,
A loud voice inside,
an inner sound,
Something that makes her
taciturn heart loudly pounds,
She had decided that she would no longer
stay on the ground,
And even if she'll dive,
she'll never reach it again,
the rock bottom where it all begins.

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