Vintage Crown









My blood pulses with creativity, electric and aflame,
Each day is a poem
Each challenge
Besets a new game
For dare i skip and run and hop
I am not child
That i must stop
Do as im told
and be ordered around
This adult woman
Is still seeking her
Vintage crown




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