"She's delicate to the eye
but so fierce,
invisible lion's mane swaying behind her teaspoon-frame
her voice is like a harp:
something ancient, glittering with mysticism, unearthly.
Eyes that see a whole other spectrum of colour,
she imagines the world in tones and hues
that you can touch and taste but never see"
Poem written about Kaisa by
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