Maybe I was wrong.
Too rash, too foolish.
Indeed, the game of choice.
It separates.
But with power in hand.
Achievements can be made.
Even the joining of world's end.
Is possible.
Due to its spherical appearance.
It's been four months.
Since this feeling came about.
Up it crept.
Slowly.
One step at a time.
I miss those days.
But those days are long gone.
I yearn for it.
But it seems pointless.
As if I'm talking to a wall.
But even walls give echos.
As time passes.
I'll observe. (:
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