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I'm not playing anymore
Tired
Tired of the game so called Hide And Seek
I'm so tired of this dumb game
Show yourself,
Come out, come out, where ever you are
You've taken this thing way too far
What keeps us alive, what allows us to endure?
I think it is the hope of loving,
or being loved.
I heard a fable once about the sun going on a journey
to find its source, and how the moon wept
without her lover’s
warm gaze.
We weep when light does not reach our hearts. We wither
like fields if someone close
does not rain their
kindness
upon
us.