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2 Zeus By Chuck Chandler I wonder if Zeus gets to play in the snow, chewing on bones with the power of lightning bolts, chasing birds that fly high as Pegasus, feeling like the ruler of the air and sky. Is where he roams now as beautiful as Olympus? For my Zeus was not a powerful god. He was that spelled backwards. Rest in Heaven, my dog. I’ll Be My Own Knight in Shining Armor by Sara Van Regenmorter Today is the day. Today. I will not beg to be loved the way I should. I will not dream of days that never come. I will not dance and prance around my hurt. I will not live a life that’s not my own. I will not fix a wound that I can’t heal. I will not cry a tear I’ve already shed. I will not wait to be rescued from my tower. I create My own reality My own strength My own happiness. And it’s time for me to save myself.