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Blue threads weave the air
Glass raised with unspoken calm
Petals crown her gaze
Glass
Cool hand
Braids and blooms
Blue wraps her silence
Poise
She lifts the glass like memory itself—measured, vivid, unsweetened.
In her braids, the weight of story. In her blouse, the shape of clarity.
Behind her, blue: textured as thought, vast as resilience.
Frida doesn’t pose—she claims. And when the sip touches her lips,
the room listens.
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