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Jan 17, 2010
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Games Without Reason
Art can turn into a game
Where some strive to claim fame
By producing creations
Without any relation
To what’s in one’s soul
And what makes one whole
Not trying to stay true
Just trying to please you
Afraid to bare all
Not hearing their own call
And so remaining blind
Then, losing their minds.
— wolfycat, Jan 17, 2010
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wolfycat
16 years 4 months ago
Thank you ~
wolfycat
16 years 4 months ago
Thank you ~