how many people watched her die and
cheered her on cause she was so Good
figured she was too good to age
cracked that bottle open before she was ripe
her spirit grown old before the rest of her
outpaced her time on this plane
took her cascading down the shrunken rivulets of Joy
the battered body careening from stone to stone
how many people watched her disintegrate
applauded
and celebrated her death-defying leap
from the heights of her voice and vision
to the jagged depths
how many?
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