I've walked across your stages,
On many occasions.
And alone.
It is you who fears,
Entering my playground...
Without an escort,
To interpet for you...
Strategies to use.
Games you play I've played.
And find myself,
Much too bored to notice,
You in practice.
However...
I will leave for you my schedule,
To keep in touch...
If there is anything new you'd like to introduce.
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