I learn something from her,
Human must search here and there.
She has a refining human touch,
Lies can't be. Truth i can watch.
I can guess she has forgiveness,
People love her as she has tenderness.
She masters sublime,
no flattery, no magic lime.
Honesty is her privilege,
Her heart is white like clean page,
She is young, i can't believe her age.
She has a milky face,
Truth follows her trace,
Cheerful, Smile never leaves her face.
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