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<≪ The Game In A Name

We are all in a position of standing
And our weights are on our toes
Facing an open sea
Vast and wide
Made up of people
We call it multitude or crowd
And waiting for opportunity to come swimming
Like a fish in our little drains and alleys
And we are ready, too,
To hunt the taste

And dive into immortal fame
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Sunday, June 15, 2014
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