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Dec 2014
Rains pour down upon the withered kingdom reminiscent of the apple in direct contact to the open sun rays

A cold wind breathes exhaling and inhaling passed ruined crop fields complimenting itself in a swaying motion

The corn fields once as bright as the sun, now as black as the soil whence it came forth and flourished from

Vines grow upon the grey stone like a fire burning the surface of a tree wildly spreading until its victims collapse

This territory complimented an old man who was once king but sits as idle as stone

The drunken old man who said he could live without this, with his speech slurred

Calling out that kingdoms word

That kingdoms name

That kingdoms definition

The King of Acrimony
Written by
Eppy B K Avery
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