Moving around on a crowdie corner
Carrying strength for an unjustly battle
Trying to fight on people’s rage
She filled herself with bulk of faith.
Settled to finish the fuzzy race
She endured to move from every place
Looking for something to make her whole
She faced her crusade with full of hope.
Fighting and living day by day
Brawling until she feel strained
Believing that a warrior is who she is
She forgot to deem why she exist.
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