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Catrina

Sixteen years of wonder.
Sixteen years adept.
Sixteen hundred hours when she slept.

Fourteen years of genius.
Eighteen months of pain.
Sixteen lonely candlesticks aflame.

Fourteen mourners mourning.
Fifteen people sing.
Twenty satin lillies in a ring.

Thirteen friends below you.
Seven saints above.
Fourteen arms to hold you,
just one love.