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Jul 2020
Deep within no man's land
There's ruins that still proudly stand
Of a kingdom that once was grand,
But entry is now forever banned
To this castle of the ******.

Demons echo throughout the halls,
Moonlight shining through the holes in the walls,
Pilers appearing just about ready to fall,
And hungrily waiting is a pack of wolves, ready to maul.

Vines outstretched over the skeletal remains of this castle
Is reminiscent of scars from his battles,
As animosities for his hassles
Became the weight of his shackles,

And as he sits there on the throne;
Counting seconds till this place becomes his gravestone,
And his sins might finally get atoned,
The smile of the Fool will slowly fade into the unknown.
Rodrigo Martinez Lopez
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Rodrigo Martinez Lopez  24/M/75001
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