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Mar 2014
access to all things
privilege in my birth
resplendent in layers of blue
ties to no
thing

but i choose
my binding
i choose
my path

the storm has come
the winter is here
and i will shield
with my superpower
whomever i choose

i will warm this
stupid frozen earth with
golden light
and no one will
question
my intent

no one
will question the
sheer pomposity
of my will
and the
truth too complex
to name
(beating ferociously in my chest)

i am not amused
my strength in
my words
you will hear me
my love  
is a steadfast light.
a m a n d a
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