Essence of soul

She was essence of soul,
not glamorous and allure.
Pure, natural and fresh as dew.
She was as innocent as lamb,
Childish and nutty fruit cake,
Sometimes weird yet tough.
She was divine and angelic.
She was essence of soul,
Not glamorous and allure.

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