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The King
Listen to me,
I am the shield.
So heavy, and tainted.
Rust, and scars, from time.
Behind me lies the King,
Asleep; far from this world.
His mind wonders
Of tomorrow's new colors.
His silent breath
Whispers me purpose.
As the night; his dreams
Fade,
My tired eye rests safely
On the pillow that he shares.
He is the King... and I was too.
- Alejandro Bonfil
