She is beautiful as she is
With a mind and soul of a tree,
Having a battered trunk
Scarred by the past.
But her brawny roots
Still holding her up,
Helping her reach higher,
Growing leaves afresh.
She is beautiful as she is
With a heart of a bird,
Having mighty wings
Daring to take the leap,
Dreaming of soaring
In the unexplored sky.
She is the best of both worlds.
She is the best of both worlds.
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