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In This Dark Forest

The stinging wound of failure,

years scraping raw,

finally form a callous.

Regardless, I look forward

to the next match.

I will be victorious.

From here in the forest night,

in this muddy darkness,

mosquitoes search for flesh.

I wait for the sun,

so I may challenge those in the light.

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