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TRAITOROUS
Inside me
Is a bottle
Of her majesty.
A portable bastion of righteousness.
A star in my heart
Not unlike,
"The one who lives at the top of the stair's" trespasser.
Temple of doom
Ritual commences.
Nothing is found,
No heart,
No star.
They are deeper yet,
Un-reachable.
Sunken to my feet.
My heart.
My star.
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