I am on a serene lush island
I like it
When you visit please be eloquent
Being is choice
Love is a step up
Books truly are friends
Vanquished spirits of the noble
Idealists leaving the system
Leaving the world
Finding a door
I will never go back to the Matrix
No contests, no races, no losers
Your opinion is from the game
You talk like the Borg
When you awake you can visit
Until then I must be me
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