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/*
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blocks of removed code are indicated by "// [...]".
wordcount: 183 bytes not including code markup.
*/
&empathy [ASCII:#178]; // Identification with and understanding of another's situation, feelings, and motives.
&fault [ASCII:#212]; // Responsibility for a mistake or an offense; culpability.
&fear [ASCII:#213]; // A feeling of disquiet or apprehension.
&compassion [ASCII:#240]; // Deep awareness of the suffering of another coupled with the wish to relieve it.
// [...]
if ($redKing >= $blueKing) {
mask(&empathy, &fear);
echo :: {
Reflections of choices,
Large doses --
A dozen red roses.
Who loses?
I know the Blue King,
He lives in dreams.
He sets the stage,
He tells me who to be.
Tried so many times,
To talk some sense into me.
After all of his words,
What's left to believe?
The frustration of youth,
Writ large for all to see.
};
} elseif ($redKing <= $blueKing) {
mask(&fault, &compassion);
echo :: {
It's rough to face the truth,
When you're still young, like me.
After years of simply walking,
We sat, long hours, just talking;
Of things to come,
Of the deeds we'd done.
But the wish to be heard above the noise,
Eliminated most of my poise --
Left with nothing but a frown,
As the Red King came riding into town.
Elections are voices,
Hard choices --
A handful of thorns,
Who mourns?
};
}
// [...]
/* EOF */
------
For once as I, in Heaven climbed
Too high for truth to truly see
My sunken mind, drunken and blind
Saw the lie: The fool was me...
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