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THE DOLL is a babe ?
first draft
Once upon a time
In her ivory tower
A doll
Was told inactive/inert
By people close to her
To make nothing
From morning til tonight
Once upon a time
In her ivory tower
This doll
In fact
didn’t hear to those to close to her
And more than that(?)
Doing a lot
For life and for singing
When mature and older
The doll ( is) being a babe’
She breaks the silence
And sing
Her words full of energy
On her very own style tcha tcha tcha :
And now I know
I know, I can, I go
Yes or no
Quite off I am
Playing my voice with vibrato
My very own way
I’m getting through in
Indeed
A new life to move alive
She knows she can
Let’s go
Not just a bab’
Not only a doll
What a woman
What a lady
The doll is now a Babe’
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