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Her hair has wildflowers,

Her skin smells like sunshine,

Her mouth tastes like fresh flowers,

Her lips, like soft petals divine.

Her soul chases rainbows,

To catch every color,

For her to write poetry,

On smiles and eyes lovely.

Her words charm little birdies,

Who sing her poems like songs,

In this world full of magic dust,

While her heart beats like the thunderstorm.

 
 
 

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