Little girl, now don't be sad, I understand your pain,How you feel there's no way out,That you have gone insane. That you're a recluse through and through, No friends here you call home, The conflicting anguish inside you,To fight it all alone. The war that thrives inside your heartDoes not define your strength, You are an unbreakable iron wall, That cannot fall apart. Yet you hold compassion, thoroughly still, For even the wretched kind, You even try to stay behindTo fix their indominable will. They don't deserve you child, They know not what you are. Not a little candle, more than thatA brilliant burning star. There is so much more than this A life that lays ahead,So much that you won't want to miss,To where your burdens led. Little girl, you may be torn, But I know this will not last. You will one day take the world by storm, Your troubles in the past. So do not fret, now I can see A rising bright new day, A happy world, with you and me, So I know we'll be okay.
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