GRACEFUL LACELESS LIZARD LADY floated through the lowlands voiceless,
she doesnt bite, cannot but charm
she is clear like the moon
covering oceans in its wake
in paceless bounds she leaps
knowingly through the dreary rune
derelict plains where she abides
she always wonders
blossoming pinpoint eyes
stark bright in peaceful amazement of the world
for she peers it unordinary
she is beauty
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