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May 2015
No matter how one fights
He cannot win
He can use any means at all
Cudgels, guns, knives, forks, pitchforks , or darts
He can puff himself up
He can rant and rave
He can cheat and lie
But
He cannot win
If there's no one there to fight/
Written by
Leslie William Purdy  Mallorca
(Mallorca)   
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