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To the Victor Goes the Spoils


As we write, she cries- She cries tears of joy because the girl that they all grew to know & love is still here - SOMEWHERE And then there are the tears of sadness for we know whom we have hurt. The other- The evil within responds by wiping those tears away. Trying desperately to convince mind, body, & soul that nothing is wrong- All we have strayed from principalities of truth and regard for others. So who truly writes? There is a collective we. . . But one voice is stronger, one voice winning.
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