CR1.2
In realms of power, where kingdoms reside,
Stands a mighty king, with unwavering pride,
His presence commands respect and awe,
A ruler of realms, his kingdom's core.
With a crown of gold upon his noble head,
He wears the weight of the realm, without dread,
His eyes, filled with wisdom and insight,
Guiding his people through darkness and light.
His voice resonates, strong and profound,
A beacon of authority, a commanding sound,
He speaks with grace, his words like a decree,
Inspiring loyalty, shaping destiny.
In his regal robes, he exudes grandeur and might,
A symbol of sovereignty, a majestic sight,
His stature, tall and commanding, stands bold,
A king whose presence cannot be controlled.
With a heart of justice, he governs with care,
Protecting his people, their burdens he'll bear,
He leads with compassion, understanding their plight,
A king who walks with them, in darkness and light.
His reign, a tapestry of triumph and strife,
A testament to his wisdom, his reign of life,
He builds bridges, uniting hearts as one,
A king whose legacy will forever be spun.
So let us honor this mighty king's reign,
His wisdom and strength, a sovereign's domain,
In his footsteps, a kingdom will thrive,
Under the rule of a king, majestic and alive.
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