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As I stand alone,
In my room where I call home
For now, I will make what I have my own

I don't have much,
But someone I imagine just for fun

The face is right in front of me,
But only to me of what I think,
A new image of what I see

A new world to explore,
New adventure and much more

I face endless strife,
In my dynasty of endless time

Heroes are made,
Villains, which we all play the game
Where the story seems always the same

A place where I can always go to
Where I feel welcome every time I walk through

A chance at heart,
Which I created in will-be legend, as a star

Someday, creative minds take over the heart
And then, the silent knight and his wife grew apart

Forged with guilt,
Another battle at will

But still, I stand still
Alone but assured
As I'm alone with a cold chill

As my life is a sore in vain
My home will never be the same

So again, I imagine
A walkthrough with a shape of familiar fashion

This poem was written by Jason Partington on Jul 10, 2007.

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