Her name was Aurora.
She was Aurora
She did not need a hero because she was her true savior
Cutting down Monsters,Dragons and Demons in her wake
There was no fairy godmothers,or knights there to protect her
All she had was her grit a mouth filled with gold
There was no damsel in this story and she was not distressed
for a heroine was born ready for the crusade.
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