The Game I Love
A paradise enclosed by four solid lines.
A place so free, you forget all the is wrong and bad.
A place few can experience.
A thirst that can not be quenched by water.
A burning desire that runs deep and never goes out.
A land where confidence rules all.
A place where you are as big as you make your self out to be.
A space where energy is created by the souls who occupy it.
A place of paradise.
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