Nefertiti

Your name is a sentence, the beautiful one has come.
If my name were a sentence
it would be
I make my own misery.

Lady of two lands two
hands two hearts. In this one
she is kissing
her daughter. In this one I am
wondering
if some people are better
than others. Better at tolerating each other.
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