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colors

in hues of colors everywhere,

she braids a rainbow in her hair,

a prism’s beauty she conveys,

bringing colors in wondrous arrays

black

in twilight’s shroud, the black wolf prowls,

a vessel for change, beneath the moon’s dark scowl

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silent, deep, amidst the night’s soft hush,

metamorphosis weaves in nature’s lush

chalice

beneath the moon’s soft light, a chalice calls,

in nightly dreams, where spirits twirl and spirits flow, we stand tall

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with wisdom in its depths, love’s sacred enchantment,

in its presence profound, both realms find their space

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