it is a complex arena,
blood and sand,
a sprinter's applause in skirmish's left,
the road is long...howdy?
winters sand...dowdy...
we wait...sluggishly gazing at our drained pride'
what is left of a mating game in hell's dark room?
here we stand praying for a slaughtered sheep...
......to be continued.
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