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Sylverdali’s Creation
In crimson hues and golden light,
She crafts a dream, surreal and bright.
A porcelain figure, poised in grace,
With closed eyes set in a tranquil face.
Scales of red and turquoise gleam,
Flow like whispers through the dream.
Hair explodes in a cosmic sway,
Beads and lines dance, drift away.
In textures rich, her world unfolds,
A tale of art that never grows old.
Sylverdali’s brush, a magic key,
Unlocks the realms of mystery.