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Strength?
strength they call her fondly
she's courage to some
i hold her hand, let her in
let her show me who i shall be
i hold her hand, let her in
let her guide me through the thorny scene
she stayed, with regret
hidden in neat folds of guilt
she held grief, letting broken trust be built
she held softness, she held peace
strength they call her fondly
she's courage to some
she's me to me, she has always been.
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Neha Sembian
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