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About This Poem
Gypsy Queen
Given birthright vision far, she rode her Cayuse Summer Star.
Youth stayed long, clearing way to age. Inside her song. Inside her destiny cage.
Peasants and Lords, feared the Queen’s hungry hordes.
Soon did we all, begin to stumble and fall.
Yet as we did wait, the Queen’s song sealed our fate.
Queen was she, it was plain to see.
Unforgiving kindness prevailed, evilness unveiled.
Evermore stood with open door, nailed innocence firm to floor.
Eternity shattered the now, song of the Gypsy Queen vow
Night fell against blackened reality, She has given nowhere to flee.
SHM
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