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Now within urban vales of steel and silicone your form flows clad all in form-shaping alloys, flexing muscle engineered far beyond mortal limitations. Cerulean lights trace laminate-plated curves more finely cut than any forest-crafted form, yet grace remains your calling 'bove all. Still do citrine eyes hold woodland's echoes, peering out from visor-slit to send this cyber-thrall's heart to overclock. Now you heft photon lance and disruptor thick as tree, yet wield them like forest-witch her st

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