She might be right; she might be wrong,
but she's compelling on every level. She
leads with blind faith, never faltering,
ever trusting. She marks the spaces of
her presence with the perfume of her soul.
She glides the skies, trying to comprehend
the heavens and sails the seas, plumbing
the expanse, lo unto the very depths of her
own hell. She is fierce, she is loyal, she is
true, And she is exactly who I wish to be.
longing for insight
so needing to understand
pondering the depths
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