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by @christopher-james-grossi

What grace through harsh critique, Can untangle views that mangle, confuse, The understanding of one's place? When, for sport, Others contort, The contours of a face, How can it be, That the power of glee, Does rise above the disgrace? So inopportune, The options that loom, They giveth, but taketh away, To win is to lose, The sport's to abuse, The victor withdraws from the game.
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