The Great
The great
She walks gracefully
With pride, so effortless
Not a care in the world
Nary a soul can stop her
She can take over the world with her mind
Confidence runs through her
She soothes the rowdy
She lays joy and comfort into misery
She shines over all of us
She's too bright
No way to cease the amazement she leads
She is the great
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