Those stars envy her little mole
Those windy air nights and her uplifting soul
Impeccable, as they remarked her presence
Just her existence through their lens
Can't escape this harmonious creation
They always let her through, no prohibition
They love her, and she smiles at them
Their incessant admiration as they watch over this gem
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