It has been denied quite so usual
But denial was actually abnormal
That little poor thing so poorly recognized
I see its beauty behind all the lies
Like a mirror of the inside glow
Reflects colors of the rainbow
A little sea that I possess
My rosy cheeks feel the caress
When my heart overcomes my mind
When I’m tired to seek and find
Mistaken by others as results of strive
The greatest sign that I am alive
A precious bead that a few dear
What’s more expressive than a tear?
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