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To war! The queen commands, Battalions defend at once! The battleship is pounding on her shores; and past defensive lines extends the front of the invading force, retreats, regroups, rallying the troops, the enemy is pouring through the doors. Her thoughts are soldiers finally expired. Her generals now under heavy fire. Yet she's the one who, after all, this battle, skillfully,  provoked. It seems that she forgot that cold wars can turn hot. She managed for awhile to slow down the assault. Now the end draws nigh when final hill embattled falls.
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Jul 19, 2017
Jul 19, 2017 at 6:02 PM UTC
War (The Queen, pt.2)
To war! The queen commands, Battalions defend at once! The battleship is pounding on her shores; and past defensive lines extends the front of the invading force, retreats, regroups, rallying the troops, the enemy is pouring through the doors. Her thoughts are soldiers finally expired. Her generals now under heavy fire. Yet she's the one who, after all, this battle, skillfully,  provoked. It seems that she forgot that cold wars can turn hot. She managed for awhile to slow down the assault. Now the end draws nigh when final hill embattled falls.
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Jul 19, 2017
Jul 19, 2017 at 6:02 PM UTC
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