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[ Wednesday, February 15 ]
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In denial.

At first, I was in denial of this silly game we’re playing. But at second, I’m just in denial of losing this game. You took the lead. I followed your lead. I trailed behind closely making sure your lead didn’t become too far to reach. The game is over. You won. You’re number one. I’m still in denial. In denial that this game is over. It was too enjoyable. It ended so quickly. Was it because you were on easy-mode? Or was I? Would changing the difficulty make any difference? Possibly. I’m in denial of my loss. In denial of this entire game. In denial of ever playing. In denial of just being played. But after all this denying.. I just want to be de(ni)ed.

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