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Claire He
Piercing Silent I see Terrifying red, Deep, Bold. Embracing me I feel, Marheena.
Rokhananye (light) Rokhananye, Warm, Kind. The calm, After the storm. Beautiful, True. Light shined, Through ash and smoke And pulled me close, shining its colors on me again. I wake The pain The sorrow The horror Fades… Finally, I’m free.
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