Sonnet #99

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A reigning queen never allows a man

To lend a helping hand when she is down

For as long as she is wearing the crown

No man born with strength can carry her fan

Then rode in a prince with a heart of gold

And with one look crumbled her knees to dust

She must not let him in, she must, she must!

With true love's kiss her heart and soul were sold

Their love was safe from time; forever young

She shared control and blossomed everything

And her new king took her under his wing

Two halves of one soul bound forever strong

The weight of the world was replaced by love

The unforeseen blessing from high above

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