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She, the love of love and light

The men see her delights,

But she is nobody’s concubine

She’s a free spirit, gliding

Through the frequencies of life,

She’s like a multitude of lights

Brightening up the very night,

As if she is the most dazzling star in the sky

Don’t ask me questions like how and why,

Because it seems that she was born that way

And I am glad to see this every day,

For she lifts my spirit with her display

She’s another wonder of the world to me ,

And as a result she is the most amazing dream.