| Poets of universe
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| your are welcome to this land.
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| Imperiums' Princess
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| from empty spaces on the ancients skies.
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| Footsteps behind me forged my heart,
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| indigo sighs that tell my past.
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| The stars resent about the fact
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| that women’s always left behing…
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| Prisioners of silence confines…
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| treasure written golden secrets.
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| She returns to her room every night to write
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| poems, poems, to them.
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| Her disciples are learning the ancient romances
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| for her, for her, for her…
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| Embroidered sleeves
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| with her nice poems and ideals.
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| I deserve grandeur,
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| great respect and cortesy.
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| Brilliant female philosophy,
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| beautiful mind, brave like the sea.
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| Crying out for humanity
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| showing this wondrous talent.
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| I won’t let this dark poisoned love
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| end the future of my kingdom.
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| She returns to her room every night to write
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| poems, poems, to them.
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| Her disciples are learning the ancient romances
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| for her, for her, for her…
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| My desires for equity
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| between women and men.
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| She returns to her room every night to write
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| poems, poems, to them.
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| Her disciples are learning the ancient romances
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| for her, for her, for her… |