queen

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in a world

of earthlings who stoop so low

i see you

saunter ahead with your

head held high

the grace in your tread

a confounding sight to see

the same legs that glide so swiftly now

were crippled, mangled

from being slashed at the knee

one too many a time

while you were lost in

the alluring beauty

of your precarious attackers

 

but now you ascend

upon their heads-

your majestic staircase-

in a palace built of

past deception

to grace that throne

that took you

too many mistakes to make

 

 

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