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My mind aches as I look at the screen
Too many colors causing me pain
Too many voices calling out my name
My eyes are hurt by their brilliance
Thought of games that may cause my dullness
Games that lead me to nothingness
I want nothing of real life
But the one I have in this protected shell
The one I created for myself in this realm
I am happy
I am content
To be looking inside
To the outside where I have been
To see their faces
To sense their thoughts
Trapped in the days demands
Beckoning the call
They do not understand
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