I Died
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For your sins
cheaters
clickers
unbelievers
nineteen crimes
peddling dimes
Now I have risen
from the broth
carry on dear soupsters
until I decide
is all for naught
in silence
I reign
King Arthur
fear not
my heartbroken devils
Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2023
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