Wake, from my dreams
The dried tears readied me
For today I escape, I escape
Clothed, in ten yards
Of red cocoon
Of golden phoenix arising
Pricking at my skin,
At the girlhood I now leave behind
Sit, in red sedan chair
A moving bamboo cage
To another empty walls
Breath, keep breathing
Sing, the rain and the wind
Before his white slab of stone
The earth receives me
In its furrow
Tapering away like my life
I bind our bones with red string
In the wedding of butterflies
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