...A Poem by Ookpik
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. . I know this game - this is a game of whispers, of discreditation, of cliques, and scandal and secrets . that are only ever shared in the quiet of trusted confidence. . . I know this carousel, I know this game - snake eyes are trump and ostracization . the loser's outcome. . . I know this game … it's just, . I'm not sure I care anymore to play. . . .
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Added on February 3, 2025 Last Updated on February 3, 2025 Author |