Internality ( 6)

He, to the kingdom born, 
Explored, and fearlessly, 
Seven years and ten feet tall -- 

Mighty in purpose, 
Wise in all his dealings, 
Firm but fair. 

With time, though, came unrest: 
The kingdom faded 
From his thoughtlessness and neglect 

Our duties are 
Always constructed out of dreams -- 
Ours, or others' -- 

But these dreams will change 
As growing limits 
Break both imaginations and hearts 

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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