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Out of the Blue
Out of the blue, she drifts through the air,
Waves of blue hair like a whispered prayer.
Wrapped in a gown made of stardust and mist,
Her gaze holds a dream that the night can’t resist.
A vision of calm, where silence renews,
She floats in the twilight with soft sapphire hues.
A halo of magic, a presence so rare—
Out of the blue, she’s simply... not there.