broke through the night.
An anxious wait followed
and in the wee hours of morning,
At the command,
reached a deafening crescendo,
ensued both sides;
Those muffled whines and groans
faded into oblivion.
They know not the reason nor the
of power play,
the contrived yet innocent pawns.
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