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Wake up in the night
From nightmares
Or the monster taking flight
His whole body hurting
Old wounds and new
But still he continues flirting
To his character staying true
He gets up
Getting ready for the day
A quick cleanup
And out he goes, hooray
Eat breakfast in the war room
While meeting with his group
All of the talk full of gloom
But still he tries to entertain his troupe
Hiding his pain
The pain he always feels
But he is King and must reign
Talking to other countries, making deals
If he seems weak
Their country pays
It’s allies he seeks
Through many ways
His shoulder throbs
His dry throat bobs
But he can’t do anything about it
Hide his pain
Talk to people day after day
Each day the same
While in the spotlight of fame
Stay up late
Hope what you did today
Didn’t seal your fate
Hope that you don’t wake up
From nightmares or worse
Drink from the poisoned cup
Still under that curse
Day after day
Wake up tired
Keep the pain at bay
Put on a brave face
What else can he say
Go back to the first place
Stay up late, get no sleep
Interrupted by dream or monster
No time to weep
Just an average day for him