There is nothing new to be said here.
She is nothing special.
She desires nothing, and nothing comes.
Just a desire happiness, for all others.
Oh, she loves, and oh, she is so sweet,
Such a lovely girl, nicest you'll ever meet,
But she thinks that she cares for our mirth!
She does this all for self-increased worth.
Not that she is self-obsessed, or proud,
She believes her own deceitful ways.
Yet this is how many lives are spent;
Searching, scrambling, to be better the person.
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