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i seem to have lost myself around here somewhere... i set you aside, didn't i? did i leave me with you? i forget, sometimes, it all becomes such a blur... i lost me... i forgot... i forgot how... i was, i was a queen, once, not a princess, i was born a queen... i had... i had subjects, i remember their faces, their gleaming eyes, their rough hands, the longing a casual caress could bring... but now, now... now i am in winter... but spring's flush was just present, hope and life and growth shooting outward, everywhere... now... now there are bitter leaves clinging, sleep setting in... i lost my self and my summer somewhere... where did i put it? did i leave it with you? such a blur, such... such... i lost...
i lost.
that's what happened, is i lost. you stole it, you took my trinket and you cut and run... that's not... that's not how it happens, that's not the dance... you made me afraid of words, my own essence... you stole it... i need... i need motion restored... i need someone to lay themselves at my feet, i can't run any farther... i lost my way when i chased you to the borders of the badlands... and i haven't the strength to follow you there... the poison there seeps to my bones...
i lost it... you stole it... i lost... how...
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