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mine own battle: (Free verse) by Sapphire a sooner state of mind light
blindly stabbing forward in sight
pray to
your dominion slight
your animal howl in the night
bend, twist deadlock
strike
fizz of fear in merciless fright
static crackle, crunch of bite
strike me down with tempered might
those of you who wield the sword of
smite
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