The Role Play
A victim asked "why am I wronged. I am innocent, never played betrayer"
I exclaimed, "why you want to play the role of a feeble, destiny's caricature?"
He was silent by my words, I put my hands on his shoulder,
Hugged him, whispered: "In the game of Victor and Victim,
the looser is the marathon winner"
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