She. - Poem by Serena Tran
She will be the death of her own soul.
I hope the sun will shine brighter than no other,
That the stars will hang higher and the moon will sustain its beauty.
Because I hope she will feel the air as I feel, touch the sky as I do and see the world as I see.
Not because she deserves to, but because this is God’s beauty, this is His reign.
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