i am not
humiliated when
you
underestimate
me
i sometime feel
the exclusion
when i extend my hand
to yours
i only see the blankness
of your eyes
evasion is your good
answer
to this indifference
which has become
too mutual for us
but i do not really mind
long before you
come into my world
i have already built my own
complete with walls
and moats
every tower with guards
in armors
and i always have a boat
ready
in case of emergency
i have another island
reserved for me
in case of an inevitable
escape
from a defeat
and so you do not
really matter that much
i have freedom within
freedom
each stacked like
cards of our
gambling game....
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