The dark daughter,
Small daughter,
Poor daughter
Asking for nothing,
Living a life so humbly,
So simply
What you give, she will,
What you ask her not, she will not,
Wherever place you
Whatever the circumstances
And situations of life,
She will be under
Compromising with!
My dark daughter,
My small daughter,
My lovely daughter
You could not feel her,
Know her!
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