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Who to Fight

Test your self

Beat at the walls

Attack your own mind

Instead of another’s

 

Chewing your sickness

Ending your own spite

Rather than taking

Easily for pleasure

At the risk of someone else

 

Be judgemental

Harsh in temperament

Demanding to your own soul

To shatter the real enemy

Your own sickness and folly

Inside

 

And never be beaten

By the shadow and greed

Mistakes and things half-said

Flensed and forged again

 

Better fires fold and lick

At your own heart

The better to cast new lights

Warm, not scalding upon others.

 

By J.W.H. Hobbs.

 
 
 

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