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Description
This is a picture of a beautiful African woman made out of a ruby-like glass.
The image was created with Midjourney, then tweaked and modified with Photoshop.

Here is a short simple poem (created by A.I.) about her:

In the heart of the crimson eve, a bust emerges,
A vision of strength, a tale untold, courage converges.
Transparent hues unveil a soul's ancestry,
A beautiful African woman, a ruby legacy.

Her head, a crown held high, echoes defiance,
Against the tides of time, against every reliance.
In the canvas of twilight, a sunset's embrace,
Whispers tales of resilience, the spirit's grace.

A red scarf adorns her head, a symbol of pride,
Woven with stories, in every thread, confide.
"Tell me," the winds inquire, "of your journey's song,
Of the echoes within you, of where you belong."

With eyes that mirror the depth of ancient lore,
She gazes beyond horizons, to destinies unsure.
"I carry," she murmurs, "the legacy of the sun,
In every step, a dance, where strength is spun."

Her silhouette speaks, a language unspoken,
In the poetry of silence, in spirits unbroken.
A dialogue with the winds, with the African sky,
As the scarlet hues deepen, a lullaby.

"Tell them," she beckons, "of the strength within,
Of the beauty in battles, the battles we win."
Her voice, a river flowing, weaving through time,
"I am the echo of ancestors, their rhythm, their rhyme."

As shadows lengthen, and the stars declare,
A symphony of triumph in the twilight air.
In the canvas of existence, where stories are drawn,
She stands, a beacon, an African dawn.

For in her, the ruby essence of the land,
A portrait painted by an unseen hand.
As darkness surrenders to the approaching morn,
A new day is born, an African reborn.

In the tapestry of courage, where dreams take flight,
She whispers, "Embrace the dawn, it is your birthright."
For in the heart of adversity, where shadows flee,
African ruby, resilient spirit, forever free.

Description
This is a picture of a beautiful African woman made out of a ruby-like glass.
The image was created with Midjourney, then tweaked and modified with Photoshop.

Here is a short simple poem (created by A.I.) about her:

In the heart of the crimson eve, a bust emerges,
A vision of strength, a tale untold, courage converges.
Transparent hues unveil a soul's ancestry,
A beautiful African woman, a ruby legacy.

Her head, a crown held high, echoes defiance,
Against the tides of time, against every reliance.
In the canvas of twilight, a sunset's embrace,
Whispers tales of resilience, the spirit's grace.

A red scarf adorns her head, a symbol of pride,
Woven with stories, in every thread, confide.
"Tell me," the winds inquire, "of your journey's song,
Of the echoes within you, of where you belong."

With eyes that mirror the depth of ancient lore,
She gazes beyond horizons, to destinies unsure.
"I carry," she murmurs, "the legacy of the sun,
In every step, a dance, where strength is spun."

Her silhouette speaks, a language unspoken,
In the poetry of silence, in spirits unbroken.
A dialogue with the winds, with the African sky,
As the scarlet hues deepen, a lullaby.

"Tell them," she beckons, "of the strength within,
Of the beauty in battles, the battles we win."
Her voice, a river flowing, weaving through time,
"I am the echo of ancestors, their rhythm, their rhyme."

As shadows lengthen, and the stars declare,
A symphony of triumph in the twilight air.
In the canvas of existence, where stories are drawn,
She stands, a beacon, an African dawn.

For in her, the ruby essence of the land,
A portrait painted by an unseen hand.
As darkness surrenders to the approaching morn,
A new day is born, an African reborn.

In the tapestry of courage, where dreams take flight,
She whispers, "Embrace the dawn, it is your birthright."
For in the heart of adversity, where shadows flee,
African ruby, resilient spirit, forever free.