Those who you think you know

A newborn's cry

Perfect for the entrance to this world

Uncertainty as the days go by

Laughing child, she loves to twirl

Sun in a soft shell

One crack, she'll explode

Exterior a warm veil

Fine, soft strings carefully sewed

Raging fire stirring in the depths

Dark coals fueling flame

Those closest your subjects

Your amateur puppet playing game

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