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Once Upon A Time,
There was a wild child who had very somber, strict parents who did everything they could think of to tame her but nothing worked. They tried coaxing, pleading, distracting, and punishing her but she just got wilder. They didn't understand her at all. And she didn't understand them.

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I think I was that child! Under the disguise as a worried dark little thing! BUT in my mind I was truly wild! Stomping, kicking wild!
Now that I am a grown up occasionally the right song comes on and I become a wild thing once again and dance like it is the last dance I will ever do! Sheer Bliss! I hope the neighbors don't see! Slash that last comment I HOPE THEY DO! My neighbors need to witness happiness and my dancing might make them laugh!
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