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Divine child, fatal child,
where your life is worldwide mythological motif,
destruction whose blood mingled with earth,
tree, or stone, is redemption.
Partly divine, part mortal,
reminder of the immortal soul
in a temporary body.
In an old European icon,
your lot
is personified
by a woman in white,
fire across her crown,
a blue globe in each hand,
also glowing.
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