The Little Girl and Woman Meant to be
Legacy of brokenness passed onto me,
Was not my sovereign destiny
Broken little girl, woman meant to be
We both cry for her beneath the lilac tree
Drowning in the unjust
She became what she must
She did not let them turn her to dust
She is me, and I am her
Together, we learned how to prosper
I cry for her as she did me
Now I live her childhood dreams
Hands and spirits joined beneath the tree
Together we sit and gaze wonderingly
Joined together, united we are free
The little girl meant to be
Living in the woman who is free
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