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  <title>do_While(True)</title>
  <subtitle>Terminal_Velocity</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>John Noble</name>
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  <updated>2020-05-04T05:23:17Z</updated>
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    <title>*~Queen Nifer~* wrote:</title>
    <published>2020-05-04T05:17:51Z</published>
    <updated>2020-05-04T05:23:17Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">[Saving this from Nif's old LiveJournal, so I don't ever lose it.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My hands shake," she said&lt;br /&gt;"Please don't watch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fields were flattened&lt;br /&gt;Shredded gold, pardoned footholds&lt;br /&gt;I used to walk there, way back when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will insist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you walked where I've been?&lt;br /&gt;I left a little bit in every dent mark&lt;br /&gt;I thought maybe you'd remember...&lt;br /&gt;You've never seen me walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With silvered scars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch you walk&lt;br /&gt;But I can't look back-&lt;br /&gt;You can't turn back&lt;br /&gt;I won't look back&lt;br /&gt;Not ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon my wrists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shoved her hands into her pockets&lt;br /&gt;Ugly bulges on her hips&lt;br /&gt;"Its a nervous disorder, I think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to set up pictures in the park&lt;br /&gt;With gold filters that smeared the light&lt;br /&gt;...Will you stay with me?&lt;br /&gt;I really am stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will confess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;I could bring myself to wait for you&lt;br /&gt;And I know it.&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I've got to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Folded fields beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;It gives me something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With rusty spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her smile was apologetic&lt;br /&gt;And she shrugged&lt;br /&gt;Moving away to begin her walk&lt;br /&gt;Sweaty fists buried under cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon my dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no promises to keep&lt;br /&gt;You always said they were too dangerous&lt;br /&gt;I wish you had let me keep something&lt;br /&gt;Besides these golden shards in my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bought gloves today.&lt;br /&gt;No one watched her put them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=jackofallgeeks&amp;ditemid=798532" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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