#also thank u kipali for the many many prompts u have sent haha

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Poem prompt: The Crown (looming ominously on a table)

the crown lies heavy on a table heavier still the crown on a head be the king withered or able backs will break in his stead

the crown lies on a table tall taller still the crown must be worn from such heights a king might fall winds were blowing before he was born

strangely shines the table crown brighter still the crown in the sun all the light of a king's renown hanging by the tale that is spun