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Inky tresses, dark and long,
Cascading down like a sable song.
Her hair, a veil of mystery,
Concealing secrets and history.
It moves like waves in the night,
A cloak of darkness, an eerie sight.
But when the moon shines bright and clear,
It sparkles like diamonds, so crystal clear.
She's a girl of secrets, of unknown lands,
With hair like a midnight sky that expands.