ROBYN
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Like a lonely part overlooking an endless stretch of the Ocean
Like a single red hot on the white flag of the Nipponese nation
She sits in a single spot
Watched the World come up to pay her homage
Who will see and not court?
Who will see and not want her in his village?
Proud mother of two: Bec and Tara, and a lover of Makossa Music
Lips red and eyes brown with bright smiles and gaiety; so active a sweet heart
Innocent and lovable, kind and sprite
Prisoner of conscience and circumstance, phoenix in the heart
Someday your cage will be opened
Those bells of freedom shall ring
To whom then will your treasure be opened?
Whose ears then will your laughter ring?
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