Lost and wading through the quicksand,
Finding an oasis,
A place of peace.
Let a spirit guide you,
Through troubles and strife,
To a serene space.
Wear a crown,
As you stride amidst a battle.
For your regal bearing,
Carries you through,
All that would press against you,
With ferocity and anger.
Step forth noble one,
Towards your royal throne,
And take your proper place,
Amongst the golden realm.
Poem: For your Regal Bearing
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