She

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Born out of sea,

She settled never

For she was moved

By her mood

And,

Her magical moon.

Churning chaos

Continually

In her soul,

She breathes the nectar out.

Lost completely

In her own universe

She LIVES

Her moments

Extremely!

They see her

Smile

And smile themselves.

They hear her laugh

And feel content.

Even when she's sad,

She whirls her way out

Of the grave shadows,

Blinking pearls,

She shines so bright

Just like her beloved

At night.

She loves not-

To hide her

Beautiful scars

For they are

Adornments,

Gifted,

For LIVING her life.

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