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She's a Fighter

She's not like most girls he said

What do you mean they asked him

One moment she'll be laughing and open

The next she's closed like a door

Her laughter comes from a place

That was once deeply hurt

Her smile is like the sun after a storm

Her eyes gleam of once shed tears

And she holds herself in a manner

One would think she's a brick wall

But she walks with such grace

Of many hidden secrets

She's a fighter

And she knows it






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