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Queen Esther


She was born unknowing of  a mother and a father 

All she knew was her uncle, wise and very humble

His rules and beliefs became her own

Her true identity was concealed 

Hidden from the very eyes of the King 

Little did she know, she would be the one 

Her personality unique and contagious

Helpful, wise, and very humble much like her uncle

She won the eye of the King

Above all the women in the province

 

She is now Queen Esther

Her true identity still concealed

But the sand in the hourglass is quickly falling to the other side

The dark and evil Xsrth is creeping at her toes

Whipsering in the King's ear to kill her people 

Fear spreads ... must she reveal her secret identity?

 

It is upon the hour 

Where the hourglass indicates midnight 

She struggles, the internal battle waging within herself

The clock strikes

It is time

Time to reveal who she really is to save her people

 

Risking her life

Her head literally at stake  

She dares to interrupt the King and his counsel

She pleades for her life and her people

Revealing her true identity

If the King sees fit to killing all the Jews... she must be killed too

 

What happens to Queen Esther?

No one ever knows

The legend is incomplete

She is wise and very humble much like her uncle

 

 

 

 

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