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we live for,
we give for,
we run for...
our beacon of hope
in a broken sea:
a lighthouse,
standing,
tall and fortified
by the medicine our words bring
of watching her angels dance
and the sheer joy
among the spring,
and autumn leaves.
She will never leave us.
She will always be with us
and we'll hear her each time
the sparrow sings.
She's the fighter
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