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The Queen's Letter 4
I am death thru those that see me see death, I am the border thru those that see me see an line, I speak but am muted, I love with great hate, feel my now the wonders of the mind, Do not abandon me, thru far, grant me the truth by ways of lies, and let my death be written on the walls of heaven gates, I Am black by ways of the old hebrews who names are lost to time, I am mind by ways of after-thought, I am coins by ways of cleverness and am salt by ways of judgement, See the ways that Elohim has granted me, saw the ways the death has fought me well to lose the fight, I was, Iam,I will be again, me pretending to be like those lost fields from here nor there, his glory ring well over my misery, who knew his rage like the dislike with heaven will, his coward brothers who set me here with just an jester, they said to me in whispers, challenge will be fair to know he loved you well, my husband eyes not his, but equal ruin in thunder ill, His words my remember, Immortal revenge never to submit terror victor repent an outward reign, Saving only the deed that should have never been born, I cursed myself high in the father house my deed against my husband will, What is this dark black unspoken word every hour call the spirits to come into repent, But I who remain here say the spirit, ( you o' queen you're hour of repent has not come so remain.
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