She is the master of puppets.
Everyone around her is controlled by strings,
she pushes and pulls and makes them dance.
She loves her puppets and cares so much about them!
Every little movement is planned and claimed to be good natured.
It's for their best! She knows so much better.
One puppet though, started to hate those strings.
This little puppet wanted to decide where to go
and what to do. It was sick of being pushed around.
One day she arrived and the puppet had cut its strings and run away.
How dare the puppet! It'll never know what to do!
It'll be confused. Lost. Uncontrolled! How dare it?
The puppet went to a land far away and started all over.
It learned that being pulled was easier than actually taking decisions.
It was hard in the beginning, but day after day the little puppet learned to follow its own will.
The other puppets kept on wondering why it had run away. How could this one live without the strings? Dancing and moving as the master of puppets pulled the strings, they started to hate the runaway puppet. And even though the runaway puppet was free, it still felt the strings pulling.
No matter how far it went, it felt the strings.
There was no escape.
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