The soul of a baby girl, An innocent soul with an immature mind and a soft little heart Was roaming in the labyrinth of graves Unaware of her reality She kept wandering in the passages Of this world's fallacy. Then it all of a sudden, saw a misty figure, a figure of a person - pretty and lovely. It told the little girl to wait until it found her real identity. The baby girl, meanwhile, was searching for nothing particular, when the figure took out a wand which acted as a shackle and trapped her. And the soul's fate was the mistake to be A GIRL... THERE WASN'T HER MISTAKE, IT WAS HER FATE'S BLUNDER TO BE A GIRL... #aestheticthoughts #joyinjan #atstorycompletion #yqbaba #babygirl