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The Game

By , Morris, OK
Staring deep into the eyes of lust,
Not used to the burning desire,
But I give it my trust;

I’m new to this game,
It’s all so foreign,
It has a purpose, but no name;

Stepping out of a comfort zone,
To an unseen land,
It is so far from home;





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