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Sybil: Aged 3

She has made it to the woods;
she has pushed her fingers into channeled bark
and felt the heart beat of a tree.
She has lain down in a field of mice
and let them plait her hair
and let them nibble straight her fingernails.
She has gone into a house
and eaten shrimp and plovers' eggs
and sat upon a golden throne
and worn a dress of watered silk.
She has danced across a marbled floor
and been caressed by caring hands
and been raised up into the air . . .
 
and she has flown away.
 
Her other self is still below:
a button-hook between her legs.