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She was mysterious
Something like the night
She was born
A wild flower
Growing freely
In her own way
Running wild
Living life
She has found calmness in herself
The past fades into the clouds
Her mind drifts into heaven
Peace has awaken her soul
It's too late to give me warm embraces
When you see me dancing
Just stare at what you lost
You lost a pearl
Something rare to find in this world

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