The King's Ransom

There was once a king
he fled
his dusty desk
his duties
and his kingdom

He went far
to unknown lands
changing
into someone
he didn’t know he could be

The crown sat
tightly on his head
because
no matter what
he was the majesty

It sat tightly
because the crown
was his heart
and his home
not the land

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The King’s Land

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