<p>How It Started</p>
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<p>Rama sliced Ana’s heart wide open</p>
<p>and a million hummingbirds came</p>
<p>clattering out, the sky teeming</p>
<p>with ruby and moss and loose</p>
<p>feathers. Ana just could not</p>
<p>pull herself together, she knew</p>
<p>that she was dead, and look,</p>
<p>just look! what lived now</p>
<p>in her stead, the vivid flow</p>
<p>of nectar and wings shimmer</p>
<p>shimmering and deeply drinking</p>
<p>every vibrant thing in.</p>
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