My body, thrown into battle by the invisible,
Eating my strength from inside.
Causing my mind to wander from
Rumination to abstraction;
Not allowing me to converge my energies
Upon the unseen intruder.

Fever rising, will my allies rally for final victory?
Or is it the nemesis from within,
Preparing another onslaught,

The final onslaught?

ESM

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