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The Imposer.
Within that morning abyss,Â
I saw an imposing figure -Â
Shamed from guilt,Â
She shied away.Â
Oh, the sight I saw -Â
A figure so small,Â
Hunched over -Â
A lack of senseless pride.
Wednesday 29th June 2016 12:22 pm
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