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A Game of Ambition, Part III
The day arrived when his schemes grew too wide,
No rug left to sweep his sins inside;
From court to cottage, the rumours flew,
And whispers sharpened as people knew.
In hurried disguises, he fled each town,
His silk robe traded for tattered brown;
Yet sharp-eyed hunters, swift and keen,
Followed his trail through valleys unseen.
Once hailed as a genius, an icon of...
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