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She danced within the darkness where the light should never reach her. She waltz through all her battles because her convictions allowed her to glance, she is alpha.

She danced

She danced

She danced within the darkness where the light should never reach her. The tango with her own sanity caused her to meet her shadows in a place of isolation but she found solace, she is alpha.

She danced

She danced

But she got tired, and she cried and felt as if her world might crumble before her.

In that brief moment​ of inescapable exhaustion where she could only cry out to the loudest silence.

She remembered.

She was a queen

And the validation of being a queen was not by having a man next to her, it wasn't​ even about the crown that she graciously carried upon her head everyday, or the throne, that was her mind.

She was a queen by her pure essence, and every time she granted us her presence we were reminded.

At that moment she got up and danced not within the darkness but in spite of it.

She was her own light

She will illuminate her own path.