Love, A Terrible Third Poem

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Meant to be, or not meant to be.
A dream, or not a dream.
My love for you will never falter.
I still care for my Queen, my Supreme.

I wish I was still your King.
Your crutch when you can't stand.
Your shoulder to cry on.
Your pillow to sleep on.
But I can still dream.
I still love for my Queen.

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