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A vibrant anomaly which tempts my senses with unparalleled grace! A mesmerizing dance of all crimson and scarlet and vermilion, Kolab's rose stands out in a field of poppies. Her indulgent texture is just like the lush thickness of lipstick, and the gentle smell of rose perfume weaves through the reddish letters. Kolab... an interlude of rare beauty, even in her country of origin. She is a fragrant ode to individuality, remaining in my senses like a poignant song.

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