A Poem for the Underworld Lord

The Road of Fate you walk yet again, you King
with broken Crown and shattered conscious.

Adversary, Beloved, Reflection, the King
of All Darkness calls you all of these, scribe
and villain, Architect of the Singing Halls.

You who must change with the King, you never
forget, and an apple falls silent to the ground.

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