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The Game


A new player to them but an old one at heart so I put on the mask and let the game start. Blocking out all possible targets I guard my pieced as if Im trying to block out a heart ach yet I play the game. At my all time low and still taking the blows I sit and play the game. Hahaha there goes the smile on their face know exactly how to make me move out of my place yet I sit & play the game. I roll the die & take a chance hoping the numbers will land right so i can advance so i sit & continue to play the game. Step by step, piece by piece I get closer to the finish line feeling victory crawl up my spine so I sit with antisipation & play the game. Smile wiping across my face as I inch closer to first place preforming my victory dance and taking my last chance so I sit & play the game. BOOM! what just happened? In comes a new player who no one expected to win my victory is fading again I take my chance & play the game. Roll after roll & chance after chance I began to crawl lower on the victory ladder with depression I sit and play the game. "Loser" is written on my face as the new player takes first place, with envy and anger I quit the game wondering why I can never win this race.
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