My Game Poem


My Game
By Randy Ramage

The Vastness of Infinity

Cannot contain the likes of me.

And as for time, I know I'll see,

The passing of Eternity!

 

I've heard of 'Bodies.' What are they?

They soon grow old and then decay.

I'd rather spend an eternal day

Creating worlds for us to play!

 

 

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