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... nce, the sheer ecstasy of creation, the thrill of the applause. I basked in the silent aftermath, my very soul humming with satisfaction.
Memories of my old self kept flooding my mind, a symphony of nostalgia that made my heart ache with a longing I hadn’t felt in ages.
"How I missed this feeling," she whispered, her voice softer now, almost reverent. "To be... this again."
Not a queen.
Not a mother.
Not just a goddess.
An artist.
In the pa ...
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