In the realm of grace and form, each woman shines unique,
Her beauty more than surface, in the strength and soul we seek.
Her eyes, a tale of stars and dreams, in silence they convey
The vast and tender wisdom that guides her day by day.
Her smile, a gentle crescent moon, that softens sharpest night,
Reveals her inner joyfulness, her heart's embracing light.
Her strength, not just of body, but of spirit, fierce and true,
Stands testament to battles fought and trials she's marched through.
A mind that weaves through complexity with intellect so bright,
She carves her path with insight's torch, a beacon in the night.
With every act of kindness, her compassion's depth we find,
A beauty that's eternal, in the garden of mankind. |
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