Fifty-one reviews her long-past choices,
Interested in knowing who she is.
Fortune is the child of self in ways
That one can neither understand nor phrase,
Yet must accept in searches such as this.
One is, of course, a choir of many voices,
Not just one, one might condemn or praise,
Embracing all, redemptive and remiss.
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