My Queen

She is cold,indifferent
still
my Borg queen on a pedestal.
Our minds were once linked
across time and space
but now she is silent
she whipsers no more.
I traced the outlines of her face
now, she is quiet,
still
my Borg Queen on a pedestal.
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