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lil: You're a kind soul at worst, And your path is through hell, With no matter what anyone felt. I don't know you inside, But whatever you feel, One who says you deserve it is ill. But you're strong and you're brave. You remain nonetheless. We will tell you you're doing your best. You will act on those words, We know surely this much, On behalf I will tell you of such. You have friends among us, As you must be aware. To whomever might threat her - beware. May your French be the best. You're not hopeless at all, And the sorrows will pass after all.