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Oct 2019
In my hands just stardust,
Fallen from the throne atop my grade.
Only fading memories of the days of stardom,
It is all that I can show now.
What a world.

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But what of the future?
I see myself over the throne.
Above my peers again,
So high, never again to drop.
Written by
TOPA
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