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Jan 2021
War is a waste, but to me, it adds value to peace.
Victory can have a bitter taste. A battle won brings a brief moment of joy, but it is only a lease.

The battlefield no longer has to be physical locations.
Our minds are now the prime destinations.
The eyes and ears are a road to the mind.
The constant fear-mongering in the form of news causing worrisome Ruminations.

I've fought the fight many times, and my victories were bittersweet at best.
I realized the only real way to win is to stay on guard. Your mind can never rest.
Understand that everything you see and hear and possibly a test.
Written by
Surprised3ye
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   Skye and Imran Islam
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