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Dec 2011
I know the price
that I play with
everyday
gambling my life
my mind
with a toss of the dice
torrenting a storm of knowledge
from the well of the secrets of life
trying to find the code
to let me be free
its millions of exabytes
of incomputable *******
that clogs the systems of life
and yet it brings me no closer
to understanding her
I may find the meaning
of life and the universe
but that
is not what I want
I want to understand you
Us if there could be an us
But I know the price
that I play with
everyday
gambling my life
my mind
with a toss of the dice
I play with dice made of
bones from the old gods carved
by my mind and soul
as I slayed them with a blade
made from my heart
stronger than diamond
sharper than any steel
more powerful than black holes
brighter than the core of the stars in the skies
I was here when the universe was created
and I will be here when the universe ends
with a whisper and maybe then I will get my
answer...
Dominic James Mildago
717
   michelle reicks
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