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The battle was
gory
tedious
gruesome
the victor, triumphant
begins to loosen
his grips on his morals, on what’s right and what’s wrong
although, it is possible, he had no grip all along
he cares not
for family or friends
only for the country which he defends
those once close
are now distant and detached
relationships that will never be patched
failure had been well known to him
but once, only once, he had to win.

-Seb