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In the quiet stillness, where shadows linger,
There's a portrait painted, with a frosty finger.
Her face, a study in icy grace,
In blue and white, her features trace.
Her eyes, like glaciers, cold and deep,
Reflecting secrets she's destined to keep.
In grunge style, her essence blooms,
A chilling beauty in the silent gloom.
Each brushstroke captures her frigid allure,
A portrait of ice, cold and pure.
No urban chaos, just her face,
A masterpiece of frozen grace.
