Superfantastic like a wizbang!

so clear and white

never unpure

change, my flower

you are and always will

and this defines beauty and grace

like the thin wrist I would cherish

as love, yet without

but constant as its nature insists

cannot suppress or stamp it out

like the glint I see, through this digital eye

rebirth. . . . anew. . . . forever

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