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Still picture

Ripples in the water

Pale skin gripping with turmoil

A child with blind faith,

Refusing to struggle

Fire burns bright in the distance

Continuous and commonplace

It peers through the cracks

Caressing her arm in columns of light,

Translucent in the boundaries of life and death

Images of hatred and love carried through as one

The truth in her face,

Blurred by the ripples from

A descending tear

Hatred for the begetter

Misdirected at her child

The touch of a loving hand

Serenity attained in one final breath

Peace in a watery grave