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 Grandeur Of Melancholy

Enigmatic Plague

In this arena

the monsters

are inside you.

We don't play

very well in nature's gauntlet round.

It knocks us down

but we never get back up.

So let it begin

the death duel

between you

versus you.

The mirror breaks.

My sight is set

on higher game;

the human race.

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