The intimate fragrance of jasmine
passes only a reflection of days gone by.
The catwoman moves stealthily
through the abyss...
but this only exists
when ghosts remind her.
She seeks nothing, she seeks everything.
To design this woman transcends
complexity, and becomes timeless.
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