The Queens Claim

Time and space know the truth.
The stars, sky, and the moon keepers of my secrets.
The day he kissed me they saw it align.
Running is one thing, but you can not hide.
For it has been set, the path on course.
He belongs to me of that I am sure.
Fate playing out time and time again.
I am his without question.
When he is done playing with his prey.
He will enter into his Queens den.

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