Like a flower her smile reveals the truth,
Her clarity defies the need for proofs.
That even in these dark days of our hate,
To blossom and to shine shall be our fate.
The deep morass that couches our sins,
Can be traversed if we but look within.
For therein lies the flower of our soul,
More precious than diamonds, silver or gold.
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