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Jan 2021
Here we are
standing
over the smoldering remains
Of the fiend that betrayed us
and left us in pain

Its brother lay cradled
in the arms of the Mother
Leering at us with malice and rancor

We're at a standstill
waiting
with bated breath
For the screams and the cries
of the harbinger of death
New Year prospects.
Ambrose
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Ambrose  17/Transmasculine
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