Reflecting pond

She cut off the braids with the fiery fierceness of a warrior god

Watching them fall to the floor after bouncing off the sink

That drips splitsch! splatch!

Summers past are discarded,

her power regained

Never again heard,

a bitter voice that curs-ed name

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