Untouchable (2022)

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They grovel before me, those blue flowers

Wilting in my golden glare

They do not know why they tremble

Yet they see my blinding petals

My thorns etching the earth

The throne I sit on, a tower they cannot climb

And I laugh, each cackle raging against

...the glimmer of starlight above

So far and untouchable

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