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Victory

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ssimstar

Your words, toiling, make no sense of
Cloudy saline drizzle irrigating
Intense ragged hang-nail irritating
Trailing puckered valleys of flesh and
Age-sagged meatus, from memory
No longer engaging Soldat Emeritus
Yet pumping to the dregs, crying "Victory!"

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