Sip, Shot, Transcend,
Into a world so honestly hued and free
Where my pride is held up high
And the lingering gaze is never on me.
I step out in my cherished stilettos
leaving my derbies behind,
Gathering my woven shelter and feather boa
Ready to soar and unwind.
Breaking the roof of disguise
I forge my own sky,
Nourishing my inner wilderness,
My reflection is no longer shy.
Sip, Shot, Transcend,
A new horizon awaits
Through the looking glass
Far beyond the ignorance and restraints
The crown is ready and so is my red cape
Here I come; the fishy queen,
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