Iselia
Great Kharlan
A child's favorite toy left to collect dust,familiar faces and years gone by.Here we are now standing still.Hearts torn, we must learn to let go.Our feet will ache.Our hands will miss.Hearts torn, we must learn to let go.Seedlings, frail twigs.These things reminded me of you.So young, so ambitiousevery thought is of you.And as seasons changedI know you've dug deep.Now reach out to the sunand I'll admire in the distanceas I watch your silhouette with it's arms outstretched.And no matter how strong the winds get,no matter how dark the clouds get,Stand strongBe braveSteadfastGrow tall
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