A poem somewhat inspired by the lighting in A Handmaid's Tale

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When the light hit her just right
it created a hallowed ring
right above her head

A reminder that she is a saint
amongst people that would
gladly put her through hell

But while others are afraid
she would relish in
the opportunity
to burn

And there is nothing
more sacred
than that
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