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Nov 2014
The clock ticks louder than 12 at 4:23
don't ask me, I'm higher than you'll ever achieve
I'm not squeaky clean, but I'm lighter on my feet
I'll make you bow down for I am the queen
my presence isn't enough of a treat?
wait, what do you mean?
for I have been in endless voids as we speak
I've been bigger than this so call Mr.Almighty's ego
I've climbed higher than Mt.Everest's Peak
I'm living my life straighter than a ruler they veto

I'm no longer oblique
Victoria
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