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Lost in the Fray

By Roryanne
She walks the streets with a certain grace
Blonde hair flowing, a sight to embrace
Born in the land of the free
But she feels trapped, can't you see?

English woman, lost in the fray
She longs for Scotland, Ireland, and Germany's way
Feels stuck in a world that won't let her be
Her house, her prison, where she longs to be free

She dreams of rolling hills and ancient stones
Of a land where she won't feel alone
Her heart aches for a place to call home
Where she belongs, and she's not alone

English woman, lost in the fray
She longs for Scotland, Ireland, and Germany's way
Feels stuck in a world that won't let her be
Her house, her prison, where she longs to be free

No clear path, no destination in sight
Feeling trapped in her own mind's plight
But her spirit still burns bright
Yearning for more, for a chance to take flight

English woman, lost in the fray
She longs for Scotland, Ireland, and Germany's way
Feels stuck in a world that won't let her be
Her house, her prison, where she longs to be free

Her story may be complicated and complex
But she's not alone, we'll help her find the next
Step towards a life that's bright and true
Where she can be herself, and be happy too

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