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She, the Daughter
She, the Daughter
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She, the blossom Blooming here and there
Leaving the fragrance everywhere.
She, the glowing sunrise
And an apple to her father's eyes.
She, a bundle of delight and love
Who is a priceless treasury trove.
She, the angel in moonlight
Who has make our life bright.
She, a loving devil
Who cures all the evil.
She, a ever charming enamored rose
With a smile she blows.
She, a lightning spark
Who shines even in the dark.
