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Are these the girls from the wild?
Born untamed and free.
With wings spread out against
The bright blue sky.
They tell dangerous tales and
Play music way too loud,
As they run against the wind
And stumble away from the laid tracks.
Are they born this way or do they
Find their way to the other side.
really impressive...
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Well, I guess there's no one born to be wild. Perhaps it's how and where they grew that moulded them to who they are today and may be that way they found themselves on the other side. Nice one!
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