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Always sides.

Only the broken know they’re pieces

Of a giant mosaic.

Therefore the whole think they’re masters

Of a recreation.

Only the losers know they’re soldiers

Of a giant battle.

Therefore the winners think they’re generals

Of a war-game.

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Published: Oct 2, 2010
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