Oh no, she's not a secret now.
But nobody cares.
The wolves have smelled her scent.
Some of us wouldn't be lying if we said were trying too hard.
But, it all works out in the end.
Some of us would be trying too hard to begin lying.
But... but, it seems to all work out in the end.
Nobody likes a child who complains and I won't be that child anymore.

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