I Met A Friend From China

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I gazed at her, and was so drawn to what I didn’t know.

There was a quietness in her voice, her movement, her smile. Her thick black hair was pulled back, revealing an intelligent, gentle face, and almond-shaped eyes behind unobtrusive lenses.

She held her son so tenderly and lovingly. Dressed in neat, classic style, one was aware of her, not a flashy sense of fashion.



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