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Jan 28
The Queen
not dead
but dormant
for so long
So so long
already for a long time now
drenched with knowing
with foreboding
She lies still
but never unseeing

On this day
it is raining
On this day
what needs to happens

On this day
a hand
stretches out towards Her
shy but determined
A hand She knows well
A face She knows
so well
so well
Written by
Me  Here and Now
(Here and Now)   
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