Recognized
Brought up in a peaceful world.
Far away from any kind of pain.
Never knew what teardrops felt like,
Unless it was the dark clouds' rain.
Never touched by the evil around.
Pure in every sense of the word.
The softest voice that you'd ever know,
You'd be surprised how many people heard.
Traveled the world spreading news,
Finally having a little taste of the real life.
Was loved, hated, and known by all,
Making a name that was to be recognized.
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