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The Fill


I cannot live with the emptyness

of an unfulfilled life,

my heart skips at the thought

of declining a battle.

The green cannot take away

my goals and aspirations.

I will perservere

through the mutiliation and jealousy.

I crave the fill of the fight.

I need the thrill.

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