The Lost Kingdom

Once upon a time I had my own kingdom

I ruled everything, build houses, bridges

and railways

The king made alliances and held festivities

Most often the other animals and people in

The kingdom were happy

Then one day my mother told me that we have

To move and the kingdom was lost forever

Replaced by plastic solider fighting world war two

And maps dealing with invasions, occupation and

Blood

The world changed and I went away to other wars

In the real world or was it real?

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I am who I was when I wrote this text but I do not know if I exist now. I am from Scandinavia where the arctic starts

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Posted in Fight, frustration, Losing, Poem, Poems, Poetry, war

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