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Jun 2013
To no avail.
Time after time I felt like a spent youth,
flailing against the feet of titans.
That is until I grew up,
becoming  somewhat of a titan myself.
You would think that having a gun pointed at your head
would cause one to find it quite hard to think.
But in reality,
it’s likely you've never thought
clearer thoughts
in your
entire
life.

N.H.
Nihl
Written by
Nihl  Convict colony
(Convict colony)   
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