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By Clarence Dube

Check out this poem by an upcoming poet.

She sat in the dark room and wrote about hope, after countless nights of thoughts that will probably be part of the battle tomorrow.

A battle that will undermine every choice she makes.

Damn the Invincible war is hard to win

A race she didn’t even know she was part of.

Apart from the fact that she could not face the thought of losing.

Her body felt as though it was separating from the soul or the soul was departing from its vessel.

It all seemed confusing with a fusion of visions on how to tackle the invincible war.

Damn the war is undermining her.


By Rebel Queen


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