keep a rhyme with no metronome
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Sabeen stood still, allowing everything to pass through her. Abandoning self was the first step. So concentrated was she that the other's presence failed to get her attention until she spoke. The lady turned her head, wheat eyes meeting the shockingly bright green of the white female. Silent, she allowed herself to study the female's form, noting the soiled coat that hung on the skinny body. Bringing her gaze back up, a smirk broke across her scarred lips. 'Beauty is only distracting.' She paused, moving herself to comfortably face the other, sitting down. 'So, no, I'm not.' Watching the other, she wondered what had made the other her way. Perhaps it was simply how she chose to live.

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