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Battles never fought
Lemme collect these shambles, ones scattered in the name of cards ungambled.
Battles that left me rattled. Pieces that never fell together.
Realisations gone to tatters. Memories forgotten, altogether.
These pieces of armor unfused forever.
Energies wasted in mindless splendor, with ideals crafted in inks without matter.
These caricatures of youth, wasted in canvas of unwritten ...
Friday 18th December 2020 10:00 am
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