She was a vision of beauty, her every movement a graceful dance.
Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of shimmering silk, its chestnut hue catching the light and sending sparks of iridescence into the air.
Her eyes, like deep pools of sapphire, sparkled with an inner fire that could ignite a thousand dreams. Her lips, the color of ripe cherries, were always curved into a captivating smile that could melt the coldest of hearts.
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