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Division Among Our Leaders

When Summer turns away- The air gets cold at nights and we can see our breath under our stadium lights. is it a game? or politics… those in command should not consign to tendencies of despotism denying oneself of control affects the sum total of harmony felt by all, jealousy slander spite invites a monster with emerald eyes the monster has a mouth and ears behind everyone’s back. acceptably foreshadowed by one named Forché, “there is nothing one man won’t do to another.” but everyone knows a man cannot abuse a child his empire will crumble in the face of his own violation -Ariana Corpus

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