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...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.
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 5:51 AM UTC
-WAR-
...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.
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 5:51 AM UTC
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