stardust
she.flies.through.the.whispers.
desire. experience.
she’s the infinite sparkle
she paints kaleidoscopes
and the night sky paints her
she is every longing
found
✨💕👛
savor.
she dances with the florals that light up the darkness
she discovers her experience of a lifetime
now.
always.
her best life
her passion to philanthropy
luxe now
she dances.
💕🌻💦
Chanel
she’s the fresh start she’s always been looking for
the diamonds in her nature spot tell her
she’s so, oh so luxuriously
💅💅💅
blossoming.
her garden of love
her fountains of infinite hopes
her pink lace and fresh face
her metamorphosis is
now
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