When the little ones go
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Out on their own
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A flag of caution to the wind
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Do not heed this warning lightly
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For you may find
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Terror in the end
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Tread carefully
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Over these three
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Smile gleefully
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Circle ‘round to me
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When they grow a bit more
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They will learn
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What they want to be
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Through confusion and tears
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They’ll become strong
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And fly so free
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Who knew you plant stars in the ground
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Who knew you’d find so many all around
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Did they live their lives with good intent
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Or will they sing forever their lament
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Now they shine so bright up in the sky
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I miss them all
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I make a wish
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Hold my breath
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And wait for their call
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Stars
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| Hungry Lucy |
