"My fear is greater than your fear
for to support my terror I
have automatic ammunition
at such speeds that cannot be seen.
I have clubs and armors.
I have motors and missiles and mortars.
What have you?
Barely a toothpick to poke me with?
Your fear is but a paltry thing--
mine is the greater concern
that you must acquiesce to
as I crush you beneath my boot.
I must control and destroy your little life
for you inconvenience my comfort."
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