The battle was won,
my wounds were newborn,
I was reborn,
and in a field of blood stained grass,
I didn’t cry.
I sang.
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The battle was won,
my wounds were newborn,
I was reborn,
and in a field of blood stained grass,
I didn’t cry.
I sang.
Sincerely, Jennifer x 
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