She Is Mine
She might be naive,
There’s something she might lack,
But one thing she’s not,
A burden on your back.
She might not be perfect,
She might not be ideal,
But standing on her own feet,
She will take on the world.
For she is mine
I will let her live
Let her dream
Let her fly high.
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