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Dec 2014
...the War that is fought
beneath glazed eyes and
puckered brow.
How epic the battle,
in all its
exaggerated glory.
No bloodshed;
just words spat from
the trenches
to make casualties of
ears and pages.
AMcQ
Written by
AMcQ  35/F/Ireland
(35/F/Ireland)   
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