A strange yet interesting woman of my now and before .I'd call her unique 
as if I'd seen her before.Like a piece of tattered paper or found item from a 
drawer.A leo indeed, with a thickness galour .Strands so steadily placed like 
a staircase that god himself had laced with the a touch of an angel's 
grace,the spirals on her head so perfectly put, like if a fireplace that was 
sparkly and empty of soot. The warmth and comfort for a tender soar foot to 
be placed on top of or even in front like a pillow or marshmallow for the 
kicker to punt ,or smooth inhale from a "kindly" rolled blunt.Just the same 
and to me I'm aware of her pure intentions on this planet to spair,of not 
only the infinity of every hours minute to beware, a being with beauty and 
substance of rare.
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