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I seek an end to this fight,
Begun in spite,
Causing kingdoms to crumble,
And dragons to tumble,
From the skies overhead,
With cries of such dread.
Scowling with malice,
I drink from my chalice,
A toast to its end,
But let’s not pretend.
I sit on this throne,
That I call my own,
Not out of duty,
But to grace you with beauty,
For to rule I know naught,
But in my pride I had sought,
To be legend by right,
Though lacking in might.
My fortress attacked,
When bravery I lacked.
My kingdom now rubble,
With naught for my trouble.
My dreams have been foiled,
Like a child that is spoiled,
And the crown on my head,
Won’t buy me my bread.
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