She sits right outside me
Hovering
Watching
Guiding me
She teaches me to sing
When my eyes well up with tears
She soothes away my fears
Never far from me
We vibe on the same plane
She even gives me warning
When it's about to rain
It's my own fault if I don't listen
And make heavy my plight
Even so she's right here to help me
And coax me to the light
She's my conscience
My advisor
The god that lives inside her and without
She's everything I dream about
And aspire to be
Even though she's already
Me...
-MOSHIA'
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