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Beautiful

By Kati Frazier

They send her silk

for her to wear

so she may have comfort.

Her hair drapes the sky.

Her robes give the night.

Substance

And the sun in her hand

is fading . . .

They offered her fire

so that she may

always see her beauty.

Her hands ripple the ocean.

Her feet are why the sky

moves.

And the stars at her feet

are dying . . .

They give her the seas

for her health

so that she may never thirst.

Her breath is winter;

her scent is the warmth

of summer

And the clouds in her hair

are darkening . . .

They hand over what's left

of the sun

to keep her warm.

Her words can make mountains.

Her sighs are v.alleys

and canyons

And the taste of her breath

is bitter . . .

They give her the night sky

so she might return

its lost brilliance.

Her will melts the snow.

Her thoughts can make

blood boil.

The flower she keeps

is wilting . . .

They give her their lives

so she'll have something

to kill.

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