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V.I. (Virtual Imagination)


I am a child seperated by knowledge and hate

I had soon wished that it would not be my fate

Divorce splits a childs personality in two

To chose be one life and another anew

I kept the old to hope things wouldn't change

But that with was far out of range

The only thing that kept me sane was the please of video games

From going on adventures to rescuing dames

Nothing could compete with this virtual reality

Except of course my own indivduality

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