With her arms flung to the heavens
She stands atop her mountain
Flush with victory
From the drowning waves of emotion has she fought
Up the crumbling stairs she has crawled
Into the ruined city she rose
The ghosts from her past have all departed
There is silence
A beautiful sanctuary awaits
With her arms flung to the heavens
The fires of light burn upon her brow
The torch that was within, now shines without
She has been blessed
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