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1d
I need no steel to make them yield.
My pen’s the sword, my truth the shield.
I conquer in silence, in stanzas and cries,
And write what no tyrant can shackle or buy.
Written by
Marwan Baytie  55/M/Australia
(55/M/Australia)   
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