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Sea of Coins
The man sat in the seat of gold
Overlooking nothing and a place once ruled
The clouds surrounds and fright unfolds
Yet, the man stood stern and cold
He reminisced a period where he once king
Once lived as a scholar, a general, and naive
He lacks acceptance and made somebody do his bidding
Causing somebody to grasp his ability to meet death that the man never retrieved
His majesty dropp...
Sunday 11th December 2022 3:03 am
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