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Betrayal

To the often slained lancer
the brave and better prisoner,
of the wild cackling arena
friends of the night
who are fatally strangers to one another
I begin with my own limits
and spear everyone
Betrayal.
Be a wonderful trail.
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History Poem

All history came to me.
It looked at me in the eye
for it could not speak.

Claptrap I
Withering

I was slowly disemboweling the intricacies of time.