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Mar 2020
The hate between men
in view of a prize -
the bitterness of their hearts, then.

Two wolves circle a fawn,
a trophy - the eyes.
A hush in the forest at dawn.

The fortune and the glory,
the blood spilled, the ecstasy -
to be laureled in a light
of gold.
Tyler Matthew
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Tyler Matthew  27/M/U.S.
(27/M/U.S.)   
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