That girl
She reigns supreme, Entitled, she dreams of a world unseen. No grain to offer, yet demands the sky, In her castle of folly, she builds her lie. A man's dream, she deems herself to be, Dancing in illusions, wild and free. Believing her own fabrications, she's led, To think she's above, must be adored instead.
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