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This world wasn't perfect.
Never has been, never will be.
Now, I know things I didn't know before.
My not quite perfect world was shattered,
My fanatsy world almost destroyed.
I feel naive, never noticing before,
The things that go on around me.
I impatiently wipe away the tears.
Are they tears of sadness?
Or are they tears of anger
For being kept in the dark?
After learning a few things,
Gates somewhere opened,
And I wish I could close them, again.
Because, being kept in the dark
is better than having my world fall apart.
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