To Anna who cannot find words.
Who's given voice to unknown thousands.
Their tongues never got untied.
You have made buildings sing and blossom.
We will say thank you, we the living, who've witnessed your works, and the restless souls you've tenderly guided to their rest.
Now go and paint, and don't forget to eat.
Thank you MacArthur for freeing Anna to share her incalculable wealth.
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