A lonley puppet on a puppeters' sticks, controled by all emotions it takes on, never once stopping to think of it's life, always following, always conforming to the jokesters whimsical needs. Never trying to break free of it's binding chains, So weak in it's state of confustion, Threads so thin, yet unbreakable bind... Mind... body... Spirit... Soul... all controled by one act, by a being who cares not. The puppet on it's ever controled strings flops to it's side in a fit of agony, crying, " Let me be free, Let me be who I want to be!" But the controler seems deaf to the pleas, still dominating, yet slightly perplexed, the puppeter sneer behind it's ever changing mask.
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