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Apr 2021
This game is like life
Build your roads
Conquer lands
Construct homes
And expand
As your city erodes
Into seas of surpluses
Exhausted too quickly
A populous guarded
But hungry and sickly
So play it just like
How you’d really develop
A civilization
As god
Not a zealot
Michael Marchese
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Michael Marchese  29/M/California
(29/M/California)   
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