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5d
Two women, brought together by chance.

One woman burns with passion,
a flame fierce and unapologetic.
One woman burns with shame,
a quiet blaze hidden beneath her skin.

Together they are bound—
by circumstance,
by choice,
by the gravity of unseen threads.

One woman’s shame becomes another’s sin,
sins embraced with open hands,
taken on happily,
like burdens transformed into gifts.

One rescues,
steady and relentless,
pushing back the darkness.
One grieves,
carrying silence and sorrow
like sacred talismans.

One heals other souls—
with words, with warmth,
with the promise of understanding.
One heals other domiciles—
mending walls,
restoring spaces
where weary hearts might rest.

Two women, brought together by chance—
woven together by fate,
each the echo
and the answer
of the other’s call.
Nyxa Thorne
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Nyxa Thorne  53/F
(53/F)   
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