Some assertion of some dominance (needs must)

by Christos Polydorou

Oh, they. Chasing
us. They
have so many,
demands. And,
lies! Pernicious
thimbles, conspiring
to shrinketh you
into a flickeable
size. Do not let
them! You are
not a fighter?
You bruise,
easily? Then,
use your sword!
Everybody has one.

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