She rises from the ashes
Embers still clinging to her hair
She slips on her yellow shoes
Bright against the gray of all shes walked through
Each step defiant
Every smile a resurrection
She carries light in her pockets
And spills kindness like coins into the hands of each person she meets
She plants gentleness in the cracks of hardened places
She takes all that was meant to kill her and pours it back out as love
She calls this hope
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