And then there was this woman, with her wings, and her hours,
and her desires. This woman came and made a disturbance.
Somehow she made me remember a world beyond time and space.
Somehow she built a church for unknown gods
and lifted the rocks that had been buried for so long.
And a truth was born, so deep, so immense that words
could not describe it.
Yet here I am attempting to build a monument to a ghost,
looking for water and finding echoes. I surrender.
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