She

I am she
Who can’t learn
To carry blue eyes
Tamely
Toward a star
Of the milky way
Iced lashes
Of the taiga
Likened
To frozen wishes
Or the claws
Of hunger
My dogged wanderers
Preying
On my senses
To prove my behooved
Courage
Where my dear sisters’
Ran

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