I apprehend, I can even, hear steps, distant
tand anger now built up, with it's clenching teeth
with hardened fists advance to face and start
to finally decide to un-cover TRUTH beneath
Maybe,, Fate signals in Shakespeare-way
through the frightened voice of Richard the third
"My kingdom for my horse'"' and without delay
as the war is lost and hiding now is hard !
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