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Feb 2022
Seasons unchanged she never ages a day.
Her youthful face follows the morning sun as it moves across the sky.
Past the oceans the westerly winds sweep through her hair.
In deciduous fashion she undresses as villous silk petals fall at her feet.
Ripened her lily-white skin tastes as subtly sweet as vanilla.
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