Ain't it odd,
How I got,
To find the seat.
Strange to me,
For I got out,
To what I dream about,
Rather then thy.
Invincible I am,
Girl with a plan,
Standing strong,
Even if all goes wrong.
Strange for thy,
I can understand,
For I've lend the hand,
Of merely me.
Yet I made it,
Anyways.
Not ordinary. |
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