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Barefoot soul in forest deep,
Where sunlight plays and shadows sleep.
No thread to bind, no world to please—
She dances wild among the trees.

Breeze on skin, the earth her bed,
With stars above and flowers spread.
A whisper, wind, a river’s curl—
She is the nude heart of the world.

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