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Party

Her love was a partywith comfortable chairsand a decorative cake. I was a balloon on a string,with nowhere to gotongue-tied,her face reflective on top of…

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Player Two

You’re my player twoalways and forever. Through the day, late into the night,our fingers can be heard pressing buttons. Various quests, desperately searchingfor health, pickups.…

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