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Royal blue

Ribbon laced braids, swathed about her crown like graceful

Reeds sway about a peaceful lake. The beauty

Often mistaken for a fallen angelic force, though her personality proves

Outgoing,

Yet her regality is aromatic

Apples, as if Snow White had kissed her scarlet cheeks

And pomegranate, as if passed down from Juno herself.

Love is coming her way, no doubt. Now petitioning

"LOVE IS A PLACE!" at her voices limit, now

Light seems to emanate from within her.

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