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A Dark Woman

Her limbs bloomed first then her long sleek bones formed angles that seemed to touch a roofless wonder. The earth painted her in a dark room. A suggestion of starlight, just an impression flowers on the verge of her when she is seen as an instant memory. A dark woman, her soul as lightless as creation before the light blinded us all to the depth of God.

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