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Blue mists and lilies, moonlit tea

Words weaving shadows all around me

The stars on my ceiling, the plum-painted sky

A mosaic’s story of time gone by

The winds that remain silent through all they have seen

The echoes in emerald; the amethyst’s sheen

The sound of cicadas in restless night

A whispering flame, blue-yellow light

Willow tree watchmen; angels they become

The strange, searing power of a tuneless hum

Dozens of children alive in my head

My sisters’ wisdom and truths ne’er said

Crisp white pages of worlds tucked away

Poetry and music and revelation days

A narrative history and priceless quips

Fortune cookie wisdom, newspaper clips

Glistening shards of scattered glass

Floating candles, whistling grass

Identical painted Matryoshka smiles

Female detectives and mystery files

The undeciphered text of an ancient scroll -

All this is me, in mind and in soul.

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