There’s a gentleness within that child
tempered by beauty free and wild.
It’s in her heart, the Earth’s sweet song;
in her is where all truths belong.
I see her eyes flash fire and ice;
her love holds fast – a mighty vice.
I know she’ll grow up proud and strong
and find a place where she’ll belong.
Hello cruel world, I’m here to join this circus.
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