Strong as they believed she stood
Outlined the charm that’d vanished
Gleams curving through the body
Burning like the blinding gold
Silking her way down
For the eyes that were glued
To witness the intended fall
Dismissed afore they knew
For all that she passed with
In her heart and soul
No one witnessed nor took a clue
Fathomed with her own aura
Explosion’s on the way
She happened no more
Then alive Just as they say..
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