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She was love
feathers on a dove
She was adorned
as yellow on corn
She was thirst
a river clear
She was sky
the air I breathe
She was peace
beyond the stars
She was silence
That rests the heart
She was beyond
even in imagination
She was wise
and knew I would cry
She was ready
subdued her fear
And when at last breath
She was no more

— The End —