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Mar 2011
cycle.

deadlines rewind, time and time again.
insolence killed the jester.
blasphemy killed the king.
disrespect and disregard,
for more such powerful beings
can bring one's end
to a point where no future remains.
the past is a myth and the present, it hangs.
how is it her majesty can call upon others
as if travesty was still just a game?

recycle.
Noel Irion
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