gender neutral

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The thoughts spilled from their head Like milk from a jug The thoughts floated out of their head Like bubbles, waiting to be popped The thoughts flew out of their head Like butterflies in a meadow  
A day comes and goes,Ever swirling on dainty prose,I rose and I rose,Until the ground froze,It was hard when I fell.
Since I'm destined to be a coffee ground, I want to be fertilizer.   I don't exist in your bookshops or museums. I don't have a place on your TVs or radios. You'll never hear about me.
Born with a noose around their heart, The taller they grew, the tighter it pulled. But they were just them, and the World was worse off, So they carved on a glorious smile
The crown held high upon my head The pain I feel in my heart as I look out  The Kingdom before me filled with dread I hear a man in the crowd shout   "Where is our Queen?"  
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