Judgment
she opens the mind
weighing scales for those once blind—
those that surrender
The Hermit
it— a lonesome beast
now striking the match itself
to light its own lamp
Two of Cups
snakes are arduous,
both in their love and their hate
they’re bound together
Queen of swords
student of judgment
sword polished for punishment—
she falls without detachment
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