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Mar 16
Strong my castle walls!
For it has been so long
Since any hand has touched
Her imposing gates.

Please do, cross this mote
Of my desires, I
The cry within my throat.
And must you wonder why?

What is a queen without any hope?
S R Mats
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S R Mats  F/Houston, TX
(F/Houston, TX)   
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