Her hair is like ebony, her skin like snow
She emits an unearthly glow
Her eyes dance, old and wise
Blue enough to be reflecting morning skies
A tiara encircles her raven tresses
She watches evil people with a smirk of a lioness'
She blesses the good and punishes the bad
All with a smile that indicates there is more joy and sorrow to be had
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