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点击复制She blooms where no one dares to praise
In quiet ponds and shaded bays
Not for the eye nor gold nor name
She lives her truth beyond acclaim
Through muddy tides she stands so still
Unmoved by fate yet full of will
She drinks the rain and breathes the sky
Yet never asks the reason why
She wears no crown she claims no throne
But makes her silence feel like home
Her roots are deep her petals fair
And all she gives is pure and rare
Oh if I bloom one day in grace
Let it be in her softest place
A lotus soul in common days
That holds the world without its praise