Survivor
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She is a survivor
It took a lot to be that
It took a pouring of tearful rain
And a shaking of sleepy earth
She has had to touch the sun
To be the fire she is today
She kept her eyes on the mountains
And walked with swollen feet
What of sores?
They were like obstinate lovers
At her heels, without permission
At night, in the dark solitude
She heard her voice go up
To touch the pale stars
And wake them to her pain
She saw them blink, no voice came
In the day, she confronted the beast
She recoiled from the hands
That violated her space
She became rage, she became hate
But she held on to love as a savior
And that's what made her
Who she is today
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