It's Not Just a Game Anymore
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
We create a temporal place without lines or borders, future curling into
past
Stay here
you will never ask this of me
Want me to ask
I wouldn’t
dare to be drawn like smoke, held deeply
sfumato
you bring light
to azure yetdark
held deeply
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