That Little Girl

Made with a shattered heart that could renew itself,
Upon dried tears and a wish.
Upon possibilities of what could be.
Through the eyes of a child,
Visions danced of a soul being free.
That little girl from long ago,
Longing to be loved and free,
Grew up with a heart with everlasting love.
That little girl is me.

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