Dear wilderness, be at your best.
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Her armor is thin as the fabric of her dress.
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I know the rules: the weaker trees bend.
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But make her immune
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When your temper storms in.
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When she gains her balance,
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Be as still as you can be.
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When she's climbing branches,
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Be the feathers underneath.
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When she regains her balance,
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Be as steady as she needs.
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When she trusts you blindly,
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Be her worthy lock and key.
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Though it goes against
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Every grain of your sand,
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Like turning wolves
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Into lambs,
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Be your best for her,
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Your best for her.
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When she holds her balance,
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Be as gentle as she needs.
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When she shines her brightest,
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Let no dark cloud intervene.
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Wilderness
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| Sleeping At Last |
