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Jun 2014
A game
A joust  
Shouting voices
Piercing my ears
Ringing
Incalescent rage
Nimbus darkness
Consuming the soul
What is the point?
What is it's significance?
All for what?
Hubris?
Pride is the impetus we are too ashamed to admit
Admit that it is the cause of
Quarrel
Natalie R
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Natalie R  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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