each time her slender shoulders bore the weight of all her fears
and a sorrow no one hears still rings in midnight silence in her ears
Let her cry for she's a lady,
Let her dream for she's a child,
Let the rain fall down upon her
shes a free and gentle flower growin wild.....
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