𝓐 𝓦𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓘𝓷 𝓜𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵
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Team Other
You
who would be clean
I accuse You
of being
just like all the rest:
one of us
or not one
of us but a member
of Team Other
Friend/Enemy
in the end,
it's all the same:
Living, Dying
in your own
small bubble,
You struggle;
you blame.
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