The mystery of the desert rose
That most surprising flower
Is that everything she touches
Turns to gold around her
She has the kind of power
That seems able to create its own
Conditions for survival
That have little to do
With where she finds herself
In the land of rattlesnakes
And lost seas this time
Or just waiting to spring up
In the right dead heart
That could be yours or mine
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