A game
It was always a game
It is always a game
No blinking,
No one had a clue
No one always has,
Because when you blink,
you may not find what you had
When you blink,
You see a whole other
The darkness of the blink
It's more than darkness of no pity
It's darkness of no remorse
Don't blink
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