A computer is a haven,
A chilling breath,
Easing away the hours.
The move into another world,
To live another life.
A world were life sings out to you,
Given praise and thanks from actors, in a recording studio,
For clearing the vicious goblins from their imaginary farmyard
A clear edge to the world of fantasy and the norm
Lost in a subtle abyss of a computer screen.
A life of joy and happiness, all a dream.
Secrets and clever programming I fall further in
Giving morals thrashings, and courage to kill.
Why is it that the player always wins the game?
Please tell me what you think
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like this it was a brezzer
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