Wordplay,,,Wordplay
From afar I cried you away.
My tears swept you close
to my heart where you stay.
So play with your toy
live well in your game.
You called me just a charcter
a fabled name.
Jumping when strings pulled
I know the routine.
What was meant to be written
was meant to be seen.
Prior to things like late nights and happy days
there was a poet with a gift
and he called it
Wordplay.
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