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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The pixelated maze, a vibrant square, Where Bomberman strode without a single care. A grid of blocks, some breakable and weak, While others stood, a fortress we would seek To navigate, with joystick firm in hand, A childhood quest in this digital land. The simple beep, the rising urgent tone, As power-ups appeared, uniquely sown. The flame's embrace, extending far and wide, The roller skates where swiftness was our guide. The bomb-up boost, a precious, longed-for prize, Reflecting bright within our eager eyes. Each level change, a subtle shift in hue, The enemy sprites, a quirky charming crew. The Ballon, soft and drifting through the space, The Minvo, quickening its frantic pace. The Pass, a ghost immune to our attack, Each foe a challenge on the bomber's track. The frantic dash, the carefully laid mine, A moment's pause, the tension so divine. The satisfying boom, a block in shattered flight, Revealing pathways bathed in digital light. A chain reaction when the timing's just, A wave of triumph born of simple trust In our own skill, the bomb's explosive grace, To clear the path and win this pixel race. The multiplayer screen, a split in time, Where friendships bloomed in this explosive clime. The playful sabotage, the cunning trap we'd set, The laughter shared, we never would forget. A silent pact of rivalry and glee, Within the borders of that memory. Now years have passed, the cartridges reside, A cherished relic where old feelings hide. But sometimes still, a fleeting image gleams, Of Dyna Blaster and our youthful dreams. A nostalgic sigh for days that used to be, When blowing blocks brought pure felicity. ©bfa041425
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