Queen of the World.

 

She stands straight, above the crowd, the gown weighing her down.  She’s tired, worn, but she’s smiling.  She’s genuinely happy, seeing all those below her waving at her.  Slowly, slowly, she raises her hand, and the smile, transformed into a beam, is shining down on those watching her.  She is the Queen of the World.

 

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