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TO FRANCIS
August 14, 2024
Suddenly I am a queen no longer
I was queen
because you thought and said I was.
Suddenly I am back to being that me
you took me from.
No more high flights
sliding on moon beams.
Just toes feeling the sharpness of
gravel
and the stickiness of tar.
Did I lead you too close to the fire
and so we were burned.
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