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Little Warrior


Be strong little warrior

my mother said to me.

Things will turn up, they will get better,

Trust me, you will see.

 

We may be alone and afriad,

living on the dark and cold street.

We may be down on our luck,

with little or nothing to eat.

 

Hard work and percerverance ,

that is what you'll do.

Never give up on a better life,

success is up to you.

Up above we are watched,

in search of some protection.

But we have each other,

in which we have love and affection.

 

That is enough,

That is enough.

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