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I cannot see the simple things
The feathers on a sparrow's wing
The things that loom above my head
Are what I see, and what I dread.

I feel so empty, so alone
It's like my heart is made of stone
Now that the deed I did is done
I feel that now I have to run

After the Song of Trees was sung
After the Singing was finally done
I feel like I just want to cry
To go, to leave, to say goodbye

It's strange that people know my name
I feel like I don't derserve my fame
I don't want to be a legend anymore
I'm just a girl, unSchooled and poor

Why can't I be left alone?
I'm just a girl of flesh and bone
There's nothing special about me
I'm just a girl, can't you see?

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  1. Maiablackwolf's Avatar
    You have a bigger heart than other people. That does not merit fame, but it merits respect.

    ~Zelika of the House of Il Aran
  2. Säde Mariana's Avatar
    Fame can be a double edged blade, but you deserve the love and respect of the people more than any other past heroes, simply because you do not desire it, and that makes you more than worthy.

    ~Cadvan of Lirigon