She does not walk upon the ground like mortals
She floats above it, carried by wings we cannot see
Hair flowing in her wake like the gentlest waves
Eyes deep, magical and endless, like portals
To another realm of angels like she
Though I know she is one of a kind
There are no others like her
At least none that exist outside of my mind
She is the only one
And all I want is for her to be mine
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real person or just the idea of someone yet to be encountered?
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Very much a real person.
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