VICTORIA
go well
brave friend
you have slain
half your demons
there are
but a few more
and here he is
figure of power
spirit
of sunshine
a life so close
in the offing will
be
as if you
were welded together
just think of me
retreating from my last demon
after most beautiful battle
no terms of surrendef demanded
in truth we
found ourselves matched
fought
to a draw
a forever stalemate
no time here
for memories to
be clung to
winners and losers and
those who are neither
these
are the stakes
when the dream is everything
it is unbearable to fail
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