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 Surrenderer
Be that as you may,
clouded dust upon my grave.
I am no longer dead,
I am dying.
Simple lives you live without,
aiming to be nothing.
You will try, but lose.
I have conspired against you.
I have conspired to win.
You are the one that surrenders,
surrenderer.



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