A string attached,

My pain and joy,

A curse and blessing,

Without confessing.

A guide in the darkness,

And in the blindness,

Left me to crawl,

To beg for more.

A wake-up call,

Just one more doll,

To push aside,

To leave outside.

A clear intention,

No one to mention,

Refuses to stumble,

Declines to crumble.

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