On the sun dripped inches of moonlight spilling from the edges of her smile, I can see the horizon of a new dawn cultivating the night alongside its gentle edges as i hold her essence softly in my hands. She is void inhibit, the bringer of times and aesthetics in motion, and the graceful dancer of blades and bows that transcend into forms even I need time to process. She is eternity, and I always spiral within her.

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