The Unnamed

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She matches the flowers for beauty

She outruns the wind with swiftness

She matches the birds with her song

And outshines the sun with her eyes.

She seems to grow taller than mountains

And outcrys the eagles up high

She seems more fragile than any,

Flower petal you could ever find

Yet she beats all the wolves for confidence

And outshines the sun with her eyes.

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