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Monday, 14 March 2011


He walks into a meeting, sweat gushing from every pore.
Their eyes smirk at his slimy face.
He sits; the pressure disperses.
Nerves shred the certainty of the man.
Malevolence rotates.
An embibing of thick air.
The plan is spewed from a leader, and the tension shatters.
Evil unites.

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