She didn’t arrive on a seashell. She was dragged out by the tide — lungs full of salt and silence. They called it beauty. But no one asked how it felt to be looked at before being known. She is not your muse. Not your myth. She is rebirth soaked in ruin. Every wave that brought her here also tried to pull her under.
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