Its their love we wish
days merge and dismiss
her Holiness drifts
even by her godly gifts
rivers of suspense
irrigated with pretense
taught herself archery
yet her aim unclearly
strikes a blow to a king
her king in mind
The fortress unchained
songs shower disdain
riches crash on seats
where all congress meets
The queen she stands
as four winged creatures land
on the stones before the gates
What did you think
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very interesting

