The girl who never doubted the birds that flew?
Rather than pout after the world blew. She'd bury her doubt and start anew.
Where is she now? What does she do?
Is she up in the sky?
Or does she rise with the morning dew?
The lies of the world never phased her soul.
She withstood the maze and now she plays in a daze.
The little girl that once was resides in each and every one of us.
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