The King
was quite well loved,
and his mourning kingdom
laid him to rest in the evening.
Farewell.

*This poem is a continuation of a project where I chose a color, and wrote a poem on the first three words that came to mind. In this case, they were twilight, mourning, and an end of things (ending).*

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