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Revival 

Death had me in check. However, I made it him with three pieces my Bishop, my Queen, and always by my side, my King of Kings 

As my eyes began to flicker, the insensitivity of the fluorescent lights scorched them 
Instantaneously the smell of sterile alcohol bound to the metallic inhalation of blood rapidly engulfed me 
I glanced over to witness those bags of dead, still waters 
In effect, they were filled with the aroma of lilies and sunflowers 

I was being slowly transformed into a new creature 

Notwithstanding, with a forked tongue, I demanded 
Don't you know who I am?!
I am royalty!
A Matriarch!
Who stole my crown of poppies?!
Where is my Horse?!

A blizzard deluged my world on the hottest of summer days

With such desperate ambiguity, I cried, 
Did I not reach Valhalla?
Odin, please let me feast with you.
Who has taken my sparkling red ruby slippers? 
Grand Wizard, I implore you; I click my heels and want to go home 
Blessed Mother, I pray you to take me into your bosom 

Asriel, draw your sword and call my breath; you have my servitude, for I'm accustomed to choking on volcanic ash 
At last, I curtsied to Nosferatu- grace me with your kiss 

The relentless doldrums that stalled me curiously began to shift 

Strange to me, I drank milk and honey and absorbed its sweetness
I began to twirl in spiders silk to consume its strength 

For I am in Enl'air, my legs far-reaching are higher than the finest French ballerina 
I pervade in the radiant mystical luster of eve
The rare amethyst waters have manifested in me now
 I set off to fulfill my inherent self

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