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She comes from pain,
But reaches for beauty
Remember me, the little girl who likes to twirl.
She lifts her hand, waves a shy goodbye
She doesn't want to see, what you are doing
Remember me, the little girl who likes to twirl
She becomes so lonely, no one comes to her anymore
No one believes she lives anymore
Remember me, the little girl who likes to twirl
She has been hurt, and doesn't believe
She holds up her hands, scared to be her again
Remember me, the little girl who likes to twirl
She doesn't trust the little girl
The girl wants to see her laugh,
and sing and twirl and believe, once again
Remember the little girl who likes to twirl
She is the twinkle in the back of my eye
She is the laughter bursting out of me
My vulnerability, the hands that cover my eyes,
When I'm to scared to see
She is the true believer
Never forget the little girl who likes to twirl!
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