waltzing round and round again
never to leave
my two-tone 16-bit square
my sprite was programmed to die
in a language seldom spoken
aloud but by hackers and red-eyes
when you blunder through
with much left to do
enough for a white night
i can see you
i am the light that dances in the dust
i am no one
i am everything
that makes this world seem real
can’t you see me?
my ancillary point of view
is yours to ignore
my ancillary point of view
is yours to explore
where few deign to find more
where few dare to recognize
that they know me so well
for they know me so well
someday you might make a friend
who pulls you away from the LCD screen
but i‘d watch you die all the time
for infinity
or at least until you’ve won
til this infinite loop says game over
when you blunder through
with much left to do
for one last white night
i already miss you
you are the light that dances in the dust
i am yours and this is everything
that i have ever known
how could you leave me?
my ancillary point of view
is yours to explore
my ancillary point of view
is yours to ignore
where few deign to find more
where few dare to recognize
that they know me so well
for they know me so well
for they know me so well
for they know me so well
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