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“Holy Mother of those deemed intimidating, patron saint of the unapproachable, savior of those told to soften their expression.
Our lady of uncomfortable silences, Dame Grace Jones, your daughters
(damn their insomnia) turn in their dreamless sleep, a legion of women flinching at touch.
Fortify them.
Monarch of the last word, darling of the dark, arched brow, we bless you, queen of the cut eye.
We lay our burdens at your feet, careful not to weigh you down,
from you, we are learning
to put ourselves first”

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