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Inner Child

Little child in the shadow
Take my hand, it’s time to go
Broken is not your place to be
Your demons, set them free
Stand tall, let them hear your voice
Your words proud, calms the noise
Fragmented pieces you embrace
Flaws and scars are no disgrace
Make them regret every hurt and every sin
By sparing them the pain within
From the darkness, bright the light
Blazing torch, burning bright
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