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my, Queen

my, Queen

My beauty

How do you do it?

When this weight can be oh so heavy

They see

your light

And in the small hearts,

there is fear

(what they call freedom)

Ignorant boy!

You are not free when you live in fear

of me and my beauty and my

infinite light

Let me fucking be.

May this life teach you

what I cannot

May I release


and shine on

my, Queen

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