a return,
a descent,
a fumbling,
stuttering, nervous
demise
a faint light
crushing the
dusk exquisitely
imagined by
this poet for
her goddess,
a movement,
a whisper,
an entangled marvel
that speaks and
manifests
in silence
a soul never without
faith in your
humanity.
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