After nala shouted got it, She looked back as the pride was counting on her and sighed and sang a little song to help her feel better. ''What am I? What is this?'' Her beautiful voice reached the meadows silky wave. ''Why am I starving myself. What am I doing? My pride is counting on me, And I'm counting on myself.. Simba is gone, But really.. I am aware... He's out there all alone.'' Nala kept padding along as she kept pag-awit the song. ''Really? Am I just a lead huntress or am I scar's reign? Heck no. Let's show.. That I'm a lead huntress and very brave!" Birds flew around nala, As it made...
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