Found herself out in the cold,
open to faces which once made her numb,
remembering the last chance she had before all was sold.
Grieving the potential loss,
it wasn’t in her nature, she refused to succumb,
victory was not out of reach and she bore her cross
emblazoned with the name of the other’s drum.

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