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Some say she is the queen of the town
Some say that she talks without tone
Some say that she wont swim, she will drown
Some say that she is unknown
We should not speak with divided tongue
We cannot see what harsh words we may say
We should not make justice before truth is found
We should not lead her astray
Let her fly way up high and seek her heaven
Let her sing till her breath floats all over the world
Let her soar above clouds and behold gilded wings
Let her live and capture honesty to hold
I know she can fly and I know she can stand
I know she has wings made of silver not of sand
I know she can speak what is true and with grace not known to you
I know for this woman is my friend
Do not judge yourself to or by others who scream
Do not let yourself fall from the peace that you seek
Do not let your mind guide you far away astray
Follow your heart,  for then in a bed of roses you will lay


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