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My Lovely Child
Calm, calm, my lovely child, for I am here with you.
Calm, calm my lovely child, this storm will not harm you.
Hush, Hush, my lovely child, for I will always be here.
Hush, Hush, my lovely child, I will let no one hurt you.
Come, Come, my lovely child, there are those who would harm you.
Come, Come, my lovely child, we must leave from here.
Run, run, my lovely child, for I can not go on.
Run, run, my lovely child, to where you will be safe.
Hide, Hide, my lovely child, in the place where you belong.
Hide, hide, my lovely child, those men will protect you.
Rise, rise, my lovely child, gather your men to arms.
Rise, rise, my lovely child, prepare to go to war.
Rage, Rage, my lovely child, against those who enslave.
Rage, Rage, my lovely child, for the downtrodden.
Fight, Fight, my lovely child, bring this age to an end.
Fight, Fight, my lovely child, save our people.
Cheer, Cheer, my lovely child, for you have won this war.
Cheer, Cheer, my lovely child, for the tyrants are no more.
Grieve, Grieve, my lovely child, for those lost souls.
Grieve, Grieve, my lovely child, for those orphaned by war.
Live, live, my lovely child, ever in the light.
Live, live, my lovely child, to protect their live.
Come, Come, my lovely child, you have made me proud.
Come, come, my lovely child into my loving arms.
Sleep, Sleep, my lovely child, be at peace once more.
Sleep, Sleep, my lovely child, forever more.
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I was doing dishes when the words, "My lovely CHild" went through my head as if sung by a woman. My imagination went from there, and within five minutes, I had the lyrics finished. My initial imaginings for this was a mother singing to her daughter. Later, after the mother dies it is the daughter imagining what her mother would have said. In the end, when her life is finished, I imagined her returning to her mother. I later reimagined it, as being the patron goddess of her oppressed people who had taken in the last heir of a fallen kingdom, and raised her as her daughter. And the voice that she hears after her mother's death, was in fact still her speaking to her.