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    Villain

    **V**anquishing the mighty hero **I**nciting mayhem and chaos **L**egions of ...

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    Vanquishing the mighty hero
    Inciting mayhem and chaos
    Legions of henchmen
    Lair of deceit
    Aggressor
    Intrigue rules with an iron fist
    No mercy says the wicked

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    Tags: grounded, poetry, solitude, tension

    Published: September 9, 2014

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