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His intentions were shady
Though he thought they were just
A pawn in a game
Where survival was a must

The darkness closed in
As he learned the true plan
One born of evil
And reached into the lives of every man

The files under his control
Were discarded without a care
The bureaucratic string were pulled
So the sides were never fair

The event occurred
Which changed him for good
One which would shake him
Now he finally understood

He gave the files back
‘In better hands’, he said
A few hours later
He turned up dead

end

by Lindsay

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