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dudych
No, I don’t see her yet . . .
Well, maybe later . . .
I hope she’s all right;
that money won’t last forever.
Is she spending it wisely?
Making it last?
She’s been gone a long time . . .
Do I see her?
My eyes are playing tricks.
Tomorrow, perhaps.
How could I say no?
She just needed to try her wings.
People can say what they will!
She’s my daughter;
I’d take her back today!
Another day;
there’s still no one coming.
Only horizon . . .
I keep on hoping,
willing my love to see her through.
Does she know she can come home?
I hope she does.
My arms are wide open.
Is that her now?
I can hardly be sure . . .
It is! I’m coming!
But you look so worn!
I could barely recognize you.
Who did this to my daughter?
It’s all right now.
You’re home. That’s what matters.
You’re my daughter!
You won’t be a servant.
I won’t hear of it!
Draw her a warm bath
Find the best dress from her closet –
and jewelry! – Here, take my ring.
– I have you back!
I want the world to know!
I’ll plan a feast,
and invite all our friends!
I have you back now.
