Rock brick and mortar, all submerged
The wandering wind blew hard
It grazed the surface relentlessly till it could see a face
Smelted and melted, she was molded into form
They said she came from bone
The rib of the man she was made to serve
Blood in her veins
She twirled in the clouds
In her subconscious, a breath of life
Emergence
Emergence
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