Still at the edge of nothing, she is everything she needs to be at this time to bloom the love leading her out from depraved graves of ghosts haunting her heart’s haven.
Monsters dissolve in forgiveness.
It was how she shifted her eyes to see the gifts in the oceans storming behind her gaze.
Skylight drips into her.
She can hear the rivers of old stories ignite her bones.
She’s beginning to remember.
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