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The Revolution

A banquet at the mansion,
its lifeblood a million slaving hands
so the guests could idle freely. 

But as I served bejeweled vermin,
I saw the carefree reflection of Master
through a crystal glass
and realized
I could
crush
it.

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Prompt: Bob Dylan

A contest entry

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  • She Stole My Voice
    December 2, 2008

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    "and realized
    I could
    crush
    it."

    Wow.
    Love it.
    Thank you for entering and good luck ♥

    -rainbow