Games
What if the truth is we
Are all part of a game?
There is some divine ruler
Weaving a plan and
We are all part of it.
Things happen for
A reason.
Friends fight.
Does the divine ruler
Want them to
Remain friends?
Or does the cruel ruler
Have another idea?
Only time will tell.
As for this time though,
The storm has passed
But maybe next time
It will be the end.
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