Beautiful Nothings

My name means pure light
I was named by my mother the clear path to enlightenment
And my father made of unmeasurable gratitude
They gave me meaning just like they did for the rest of us
My sister
moonlight on calm waves like precious silver
My oldest brother
an undefeated sword made of the finest iron
My younger sister
the act of breaking away from frivolousness
My other brother
a champion above all
In Arabic
We are magnificent beauties
In English
all our letters add up
To strange nothings

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