Heqet

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She is frog-woman, witchling,
whose breath excites
flesh to new life. Her eyes 
re-design the world: mud becomes
man, woman, moon and sun.

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Threefold, she is all. She
has felt your winter plucking
at the edge of her mind, and
she has brought the thaw. 
She is young, wise, beloved.

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Mother of none, she is mother
to the sun. Without her,
all life would darken and wither.
Beautiful woman, you
transform the world.

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