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Thomas Moody Apr 2018
Hundreds
Of vividly-coloured blocks

Thousands
Of memories
Unlocked one by one
As the pieces,
Dormant for decades,
Are picked apart once more:
Space-ships, robots, pirates galore,
The shapes, the patterns, the intense concentration,
Free from distractions, completely absorbed.
The great designer,
The master of His own creation.

What he could have been,
And what he never was.

Millions
Of possibilities,

Now reduced to

One.

— The End —