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Dec 2011
Naught
Nothing ever shall this soul let sway (says I)

yet, I Fought
To grasp some meaning to this battle (even in vain).

Taught
was a lesson, learned to me (well enough)

now, Distraught
For a blow to me (for a fool, am I),

has been Wrought
where I had (in my base state of mind)

Thought
I was of omnipotent stature (such audacity).

but I have been Caught
in a web of my self-deceit and cruel ways...
Halie Harris
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