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The sea is made of her tears,
 The sand looks like dust in the spring.
   How strong she is on her own,
 But I don't want to let her go through this alone.

 She wouldn't be able to hurt anyone
  Because she knew pain before love,
  Before she was loved.  

She smiles to make others smile too, 
 But no one knows what she went through,
 But she doesn't complain to anyone, 
 She is strong like the wind in bad times.