QUEEN IN THE WEST👸🏾
It runs
Through her blood,
Her veins,
And her soul
As she rises.
She is the head
Of more than a thousand
Armies
As she fights her way
Through fate.
She bloomed
From the dark place
As the pain,
She learned to bare
And gave her strength.
She been built
And trained all her life
To fight through
The wars
As a warrior
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