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Yuri's poemAnother day, another playAs the sun rises, the game of life starts again.Again, again, till the end.Then the game starts a new,But this void only reminds me of you.Between each game, the static makes me shout yournamein each level it just gets stronger and louder.Now I'm shouting for help.But no one hears me.It's cruel. This world.And then I realized, in this world... The game never actually end.Yuri poemThe tendrils of my hair illuminates beneath the amber glow.Bathing.It must be this one.The last remaining streetlight to have withstood the test of time.the last yet to be replaced by the sickening blue-green of the future I bathe.calm; breathing air of the present but living in the past.The light flickers. I flicker back-Yuri