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Sat, 01/18/2014 - 03:22 -- steff03

A ship boy cannot find himself to slip into sleep however a king shall? The ship boy is crashing in the imperious waves, winds meeting his emptiness and clouds thundering with vengeance that awaken death itself. Can sleep be granted to a wet sea boy in a time so rough yet deny it to a king to spare a night of peace to this child? The boy would rest his head so gently down thankful for a night of slumber while the troubled king wore his crown that never quite fit. Did the king ever sleep contently in all his nights? Or did he too long for a peaceful slumber?

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