Player Two
Gaming has been a big chunk of my life so much that I always return to it. If I mull over the why, the only thing that makes sense to me is that maybe it takes me to a different world. The bizarre possibilities of
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My Player
You take out the best in me Then play with it for hours, Fumble me in your fingertips, Poke me with your fun, Hold me so tight That I fear not slipping, But being toyed with For too long. I am written in dust, But