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You can tell the song of the girl too afraid to sing
To the beat of her own drum from miles away
Her song has no life

You can hear the song of the suppressor 
Who makes that girl afraid to sing 
To her own heartbeat 
The suppressor’s song is sung loud 
And with authority 
To cover his own insecurities

You can differentiate between followers and leaders too
 The followers sing an old familiar tune 
Together so their voices blend 
No one can hear individual voices 
There is safety in numbers
 The leader’s song breaks free 
A melody that soars so high 
That others look up to it

Some don’t fall into any set category
 Their songs weave into everyone else’s
 Trying different tunes and octaves 
They belong nowhere and everywhere 
And don’t stay anywhere for long

Others sing their song on a different frequency
 That few can hear and enjoy 
But who’s to say the song is good or bad 
When we don’t take the time
To tune in and truly hear

The songs of man and girl alike 
Flow and peak and weave 
Through melodies and harmony 
That never the earth will leave

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