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Mar 2018
Because she could have been the little girl,
With sunshine in her eyes,
Smells of candies and rainbows,
Paint with laughter and smiles,
And instead of glowing,
But there was always a piece of sadness
Within her smiles,
Where her struggles
were always overlooked,
But through those pain,
An empire of fire and courage
She was built, not made to tame,
For she was she knew all along,
She was made of love.
Eliz
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