She ..... is the reason I survive
the bud that blooms abright
is the woman i ebb for

She .... is the the guiding north star
helping all near or far
demure heart sweet as tuned guitar

She ... is the length I travelled for
the reason I learnt new language for
made me plead beg n say por fovor

She ... She .... She .................

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