Athena, Goddess of Video Games
She leans forward in her chair;
sweaty palms and flightful eyes.
Her focus is all on
the screen in front of her.
She doesn't blink as the blocks fall down,
The piece she desires
doesn't come.
But a thousand years have taught her well
that patience yields results.
The piece comes
and she slams it into its proper place.
From the battlefields to the video game tournaments,
Athena reigns supreme.
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