Unwrapping Renegades

She gave the girl a gift, A box that was her own as a child The girl smiled at the red ribbons, Nervously, And shredded the packaging, as she had been taught The clock counted seconds, And the girl pulled off the lid It landed on the bed of beautiful paper The curtain which shielded […]

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