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Anchal Raj

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Anchal Raj

Abstract Classics Others

She is Magic ☘️

She is Magic ☘️

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She is an alchemist, she is magic,

With whispers of gold spun from static.

Turns shadows to shimmer, dust into dawn,

A melody weaving where silence was drawn.


She holds the stars like jewels in her palm,

A tempest of fire, yet wrapped in calm.

The moon's secret keeper, the sun's quiet muse,

Her spirit, a potion none dare to refuse.


She breathes life to ashes, conjures the wild,

Every step she takes, both fierce and mild.

With ancient spells etched deep in her veins,

She dances through storms, untouched by chains.


Alchemy's heart, boundless and true,

Her magic unfolds, like morning dew.

She is the spell, the charm, the art—

A healer, a dreamer, a sorceress heart.



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