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She runs to her friend;
a wolf steps across
the stones where she
is going. The camera follows
her and the sky follows
then becomes a dream into
this sequence of pointy majesty.
The colours shift and join
together down onto the pieces
and blend with her blood.
We see the shot of a rose
blooming as the waters from
her eyes rain onto the sight of
offerings in the rock.

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