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She rose up from the ground Where the first ray of the sun touched earth Her name embodies a golden glow, Her smile sings of an artistic flow
Snow globes are her haven Where she dances in falling white Upside down from the outside world, She is the brown bell on a lover's anklet.
Heart is concealed from every street stealer Where only the science of her brain reaches In a maze of blue mystic haze, She is a complexity sleeping under the protection of an alpha.
She is a toast in the party of poetry Where poets like him and me come for a fix She is the goddess in a indie music video, She is the rasp in the voice when the singer stops for a breath.
Buses fill up with sweet, sweet footprints Where she travels to take her fill of masterpieces in mirrors I would describe her beauty as sparks flying, She is the peck in the middle of the black sky seen from naked eye.
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