Prisoner in my Palace
Prisoner in my Palace
I’m making a prison for myself
when I draw the bridge
and lock the front gate,
and the gates in between.
Silent guards keep watch
over me while I sleep, but
The next day comes, and
even this knight goes to
work while the palace
still has to be guarded
from thieves who break
windows for cheap trinkets.
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