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The spirit within me,once beat down, by a harsh hand, crushed to the ground.
Battered and beaten, but not broke in to.The spirit within got me thru.
The spirit within standing proud,never again to be beaten down.
A tender touch has come again,The spirit soar's high once again.
Spirit strong,proud,and true.
Glad to have found a hand that is true, with the touch that has set me free,
I have once again found the spirit that is me.
Hold me close but don't smother me,For the spirit within need's room to be free.
Room to grow between you and me.
Beverly Skarsvog
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