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With the third glance, she freezes like
a temple statue erected in the middle of ,
,
forest proud, motionless, sparkling
as if just created Latex , ,
,
embraces its forms reflecting the evening sky
.
and in this silence, everything can be read control
,
,
strength, unwavering confidence that
,
:
she is the mistress not only of her form but also
,
,
of this stage ,
and when drops of water are replaced by drops
.
of salt, we go beneath the surface
.
.
.
The depths never forget those who .
,
them voluntarily. I am not a
,
captive . .
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