If it were only a game
even not a very good game
the loss would
be simple
however
this loss hunts and pecks
with a solitude
that sits
soundly with the looser
like a broken piano chord
or cold leftovers
in the face of this loss even joy is a heartbreaking
reminder
of pain
...alas it is always sad when
the player didn't realize
it was
a game
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