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Cyclops 313
suddenly during a certain mixup we
were drenched
a lively skill you have, artillery mother
until another god comes along
with a right eye that sees clever victors
everywhere.
The best wind causes a fever
A punishment of rules handing
A finish; a casual defeat despite the caution
Of your clever stupidity.
A lamb in the water.
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