She Stands Tall

Look at her, how tall she stands!

The weight of the world is sitting on her shoulders, poor thing. We hardly notice though, because she stands so tall. 

Only God knows what is behind those melancholy eyes of hers. 

Is she lost? Is she broken inside? Does she feel alone?

We don't know because all we see is a leader. In our eyes, she is strong and radiant; she stands tall.

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