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Heart of You

A great and terrible beauty,
Casting fire,
Melting stones.
Her name permanently within,
My inkheart,
Giving me shadowed kisses.
I find myself a graceling,
Fighting with rebel angels.
She is the foundling, Mimus,
She is the sweetness at the bottom of the pie.


 
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