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Jan 28
When the lights go out
And no one is around

I am the king
Of the playground

My fiery red queen
At the mountain's tops top

She's here with me now

But every peak you've ever reached
Is just another peak

Amongst all peaks

Whoever peeked?

And so you reach
For whatever you've seeked

But what do you want to find?

When all that you've seen
Is blind?

To yourself and to anyone else Whoever searched to find

When the lights come on
And the children come out

I am the king
Of the playground

And yes

I am proud
Jace Albine
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Jace Albine  33/M/Mars
(33/M/Mars)   
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