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Land of fairies
Delicate white satin drapes her sun kissed canvas
Smooth features aluminate thee atmosphere
Her beauty you can not miss.
Natural blonde curls dance along her neck and back
Her hands smooth as ice but warm as wool caress the light
Her soul cleansed and pure of clear innocence lacks the darkness of black.
Her focus so tender upon the bright light
her eyes so consumed by its magical aura
sending my curious observations of her to an unimaginable height.
So precious awaits innocence in the midst of light.
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