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Well, hello there! So nice of you that you're still reading these depressing stories. Humor me and keep reading, maybe one day I'll be happy enough to write some fluffy poems.

Just another sad little creature:

Broken inside
With smiles shining outside
I hide and cry
Unable to find my light

The king and the beggar:

I carry two names,
And cherish them as my own
Yet one shall burn,
And the other be put upon a throne

June 17th '22

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