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THE KING OF ALL KINGS

A kingdom is an ancient place Whereby secrecy is a norm The doors have ears A kingdom is a home Whereby safety is imperative The windows are closed It is that lingering feeling, As you hear the sound of the sea Speaks in tongues Know that you have arrived As you feel the wind Release that air Know that you have obtained It is that mystery, A kingdom is a word Whereby analyses the culture The gates are closed A kingdom is a round table Whereby it Modifies the tale It is that lingering feeling.

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