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The Czar's Poem
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Complete, First published May 27, 2023
In the realm of ancient Rus, Ivan the Terrible's reign unfolds,
A ruler with an iron fist, feared and reviled, his story told.
Born in 1530, his ambitions knew no bound,
Expanding the empire, conquering lands around.

With fire and terror, his armies swept through,
Crushing the Boyars, none dared to defy or pursue.
But amidst his power, a shadow of sorrow loomed,
The loss of his beloved wife, Anastasia, consumed.

His wrath knew no limits, even those close feared his rage,
His own son fell victim, a tragic father-son page.
Yet in his later years, introspection took hold,
Seeking solace in repentance, a tormented soul.

Ivan the Terrible, a complex and enigmatic leader,
Leaving a legacy of bloodshed, a memory that lingers.
Through his reign of fear, his mark upon the land,
A flawed ruler, forever in history's hand.
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