Look ye upon my maiden fair, as she dances across the morning dew. The gilded God of Passion smiles for she alone is beauty's delight. The pattern on her silk skirt glistens about as she moves with a goddess like grace.
Bleak shall not hold her, nor sadness enter her spirit.joy and live are her prosperity and happiness follows her whispered promises. Her soul, brightly clothed with gladness doth spawn a melodious hue of beauty.
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