There was no false perspective here
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She was so very sad and sickened
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In the name of art she was to be here
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Dying like all of the others?
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Nauseated, Jasmine stood her ground
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While all of the Tinsel people,
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Soulless and evil, worked the town
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Tinseltown damned
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Said she was a princess now in need of conversation
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She wanted more from those, that never gave jubilation,
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When rubbed so slightly
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Now here we go, back below...
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Into this metropolitan hell hole
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It is not the talent that let's you live...
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It is the ugliest of things
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Princess Jasmine of Tinseltown
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| The Nerve Agents |
