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He painted her soul with fire
That danced within the wind
A flame the shape of a woman
The beast that was always within.

His beauty and grace
Helped her to embrace her rightful place
A queen amongst the chaos
Her soul one that could never be replaced.

A beauty so rare
Her eyes sparked with gold
A mixture of the moon and the sun
Her boys
Her castle
Her home.

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