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the lost game


A pen will be enough,

a typing sheet will suffice.

But the words I need to utter

shall not flow tonight.

Let’s look for the fluorescence

the stimulator and the radiance

replaced by a hollow that runs deep

and appears abysmal and dark.

Who will answer when I ask?

For the force that is lost,

in which direction

should I look forward?

My blood lies cold,

the inspiration has ceased to flow.

Is it time to surrender,

I wonder have I lost the game

or the entire terrain?