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That's a thistle on my head, with the upside down.-----
So dark was the sound,
when the crown came down.
A quiver...
A quake...
and the royalty,
it flowed into me.
The poison had come
from his only son,
whose evil had only just begun.
Trust was the king,
and Greed, his offspring.
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