Copyright © Priya Florence Shah
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They gave her darkness,
A sinister gift,
Unaware her soul
Knew how to shift.
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A healer’s hands,
With grace imbued,
Turned pain to power,
The light renewed.
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She wove the dark
Into golden streams,
Transforming sorrow
Into boundless dreams.
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An alchemist born
Of trials unkind,
Creating abundance
From what confined.
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