Queen

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There you stand, chin up and head held high
Your eyes straight---daunting and drowning
Nothing could be seen, a statue to anyone that pass by
In front of everyone, like a sun finally dawning
You walk like nothing matters, no one cares
Like a predator hunting its prey
Your soul's eating anything that is caught in its flare
Doesn't surrender, just as the mountains never sway
A master with orders none could defy
A fighter that is meant to kill or be killed
A siren with an allure that none could deny
A woman who is destined to rule and live
The fine mixture of beauty and deadly---
---A Queen.

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