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Word

Holy word
inscrutable essence
land of the wandering
woman!

Touch the daughter
who walks between
shadow and light
courage and fear.

Play melodies
that give shape
to the world
where she belongs.

Speak words
that emit a fragrance
and carry the soul
through time and through space.

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