Kingmaker
Selfishness is an eternity alone
in the maze of paths and realm of shadows'
gloom.
Where pride crowns the self and mocks without.
knowing the true, value.
That to be a servant is truly to be a King.
Trade your stocks and shackle of pride
for your stock in humanity.
Be then esteemed as sheckle,
gold to others, indeed.
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