How gentle is a smile on more gentle of a man
with sound of a voice that strikes fear where none can
To stand on your passion
with ego maintained
To speak with old wisdom
with vices contained
To touch with such softness
with power void of doubt
To build from dreams yet seek no clout
To be humble in my eyes
yet catch every stare
To stand in the sun and be brightest there
To pick up the sword for lost kings battle
To tear down a wall not to break but dismantle
To build a kingdom where one did fall
To walk with a crown and give freely to all
To be love I doubt yet cannot deny
My sweetest of dreams you must be a lie
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