Fantasy

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A world that had her head high, in the strides of ocean
She slayed monsters riding in a dragon
The chocolate rain and shining lights
There was no reason to be fright, as she know,
She is not a queen but a Warrior.
A Warrior, for the world she ruled.
Her World was small, with lots of evil lurking in the dark, ready to strike
But, on her back
She was fighting, the battle between heart and mind,
She was pushing past every odds that came her way
She had no time to rejoice, at her wins
As craving for an ultimate victory kept her going
Her craving , to keep her world from crumbling down, her dreams to have wings and her limits to be beyond the sky.

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