The King follows his own rules,
And nobody with the strength to deny.
He loves what his people love.
He just hates crimes.
And his crime-list includes things like disloyalty, hatred, lying…
Selfishness, he hates the most.
All this makes his kingdom, a heaven.
Beautiful birds, lovely breeze everywhere, all the time.
It seems even nature likes his kingdom.
A place where actual ‘Human Beings’ live.
He owns a Dark Room..!
Any one of them and you are put in this shit.
A holy shit.
Life then simply turns hell.
No fresh air,
No consoling sunlight,
The moon light pierces the air no more.
Cruel blooded guards outside, with no mercy inside.
No more capacity to think,
Life turned solely death.
Cursing yourself each moment, no other option left.
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