She talks to angels
And she does not shake with fear
She smiles like the Mona Lisa
Knowing they would pick her
She is not paralyzed
By doubt or hidden things
She speaks of preparation and unity
Knowing things without ecstasy
She is unwavering
Her mind between her soul and spirit
She is purity and sin; wisdom and ignorance
Knowing she is ungendered in the truth
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