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Aug 2018
A crippling rage may endure
At the faintest hour still:
A cancer to ease the cure
May yield to a kinder ****

To yield to deception
Only forges a sword in water
And lies by exception
To all of the martyrs who faltered.
I may want to build on this later on, but please let me know your thoughts.
Madeline Harper
Written by
Madeline Harper  22/F/Gaia
(22/F/Gaia)   
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