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She walks through the world with a quiet grace,
A spark in her eyes, on a sunlit face.
Laughter like music, clever and wild,
With the soul of a queen and the heart of a child.

She hides her light behind a broken smile,
Counts her flaws and lives in denial.
Not knowing her words could bend the sky,
Or that gods would destroy worlds to have her eyes. She believes she's average just a face in the crowd,
But she’s thunder in silence, soft yet loud.

She laughs like fire, spontaneous and wild, A siren's song, a rebel’s child.
But don’t mistake her soul for tame, She’s mercy clothed in holy flame. A paradox with every breath a lover of  life and a flirt with death 

A deity in mortal skin, Where divinity and sin begin.You don’t survive you endure,
And thank the gods her gaze found yours

She walks like a storm, and she loves like fire,
Her eyes hold secrets, edged with desire.
Her laugh is a blade dipped deep in delight,
Her tears birth oceans in the hush of night.

She forgets her power in a crowded room,
A rose made of ash, dancing with doom.
She’s broken and brilliant, wild and divine,
A sinner’s temptation, the cosmos’ design.

Don't try to define her she'll shatter the mold, Turn truth into thunder, and lead into gold.
So worship her madness, breathe in her breath,
She’s beauty and fury, a goddess in flesh

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