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am born as the sun, But then turn into the moon, As my blonde hairs turn Grayish-white and fall to The ground, Only to be buried again, Then to be born again, Into a thousand suns And a thousand Moons.
A woman with long, flowing white hair gazes softly, framed by a cosmic background featuring various phases of the moon and scattered stars. Her serene expression evokes a sense of calm and mystery.