yunzhu
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In moonlit shadows, sleek and sly, A whispering figure passes by. With emerald eyes that pierce the night, She moves in silence, pure delight. Her fur, a tapestry of grace, Soft as whispers, a velvet trace. She leaps with elegance, so spry, A nimble dancer in the sky.
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