There are times when the mirror is a portal to

another planet. When you feel damned,

when you think you've lost stable ground,

when you've been around

every bend, sending energy out

into the universe. Putting salve on your hurts, so

you can move forward, avoiding broken doorways,

leaving bridges in the rearview ablaze.

Because

You are a queen, but you still need a place to lean

and rest when you're losing steam.

They told you it's weak but

their words were always daggers with

ragged edges and staggering insincerity.

But now your defence is clarity, control of your ship

and a steady pace with less trip.

Because the energy around you is filled with hope

and hope floats. Glide on that thron...

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