Liberation. Confederation. My anger with my love.
My Ruthless with my Kind. Acceptance. Repentance.
My willingness to let go of resentment.
I call the goddess inside of me to come forth and bestow her
Consecration. Sanction my sanity and sense of well being.
Make me a creature worth more than mettle;
Not a diminutive celebrity. I want to be better than myself.
I try to be. But my empathy is hard to reach.
O, all ye butchers of me, behold:
I still am willing to pardon thee. I used to be a water nymph.
But now I am a resilient paladin. Ye turned me so.
Do you doubt me? Narissa was my name.
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