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We all have a crown, they just aren’t all made of gold and jewels.

“You can be King!” they proclaimed, eyes on fire with hearts to match.

“You can have greatness and adventure, enough to fill any heart! Nothing is outside of your will! Desires are merely unclaimed rights, for even the wonders your eyes have yet to see, even those views belong to you!”

How appealing, a world of no limits. If you want to taste the Sun, just express that wish and smile as the light rushes to spill across your lips and dance over your tongue.

“Your will is as the Universe, expanding with all creation, for you are all, and all is for you!”

A world to call my own, knowing it wants me, so long as I wish it so.

I want to be the one who would want to be that King. I want to have that desire for more, anything or everything more. Just…something…I just want to find out I want something…