Contributor: Utari V. Caircannon

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I raised my daughter to carry a sword
I raised my daughter to laugh in the rain
I raised my daughter to be the thunder
I raised my daughter to be the flame

Then came the dawning
Her rise into the light
She became his sky full of stars
He became her night

I held her when she fell to earth
I held her while the wind whipped the trees
I held her through the storms
I helped her stand when storms gave way to breeze.

I raised my daughter to carry a sword
And again she laughs full-faced in the rain.
Again, she is the thunder,
Again, she is the flame.


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