She Will Be Free
A sullen stone, with its haughty tone, sits across her path.
I can't be sure what she could have done, to incur its wrath.
She checked her stance, she stood her ground.
Her eyes were fire, when she turned around.
You'd best move and make room for me, was what her laughter said.
She can feel the warmth and can see the light, on the road ahead
There is one truth that I foresee.
You cant hold her, she will be free.
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