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Freedoms Beauty Silvery beams of moonlight Danced in her onyx hair, Illuminated her pale ivory skin, And

reflected in eyes of green-gold. Crystal droplets of rain clung to her body As she moved to the rhythm of the drums. The beat ever changing, Her spirit was wild and free. With every beat of the drum, Her heart sped faster. A choir of voices filled her soul, And so she danced with freedom's joy

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