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Thursday Riddle (March 13, 2014)

Khalid Mukhtar · March 13, 2014 · Leave a Comment

There is no escape from the lair,
This slave cannot flee anywhere,
Submitting and peaceful when held in his cage,
But out, Is his spear good reason for fear,
The harder the combat, the greater his rage;
The maddening slaughter he craves, it comes faster,
The lair becomes hotter when slave becomes master.

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