I play the game I love.

The game fights back at me.

I can not play,

I can not run,

I can not walk.

I watch my friends play.

They feel bad for me.

I watch the months go by,

as I wait for them to finish.

I work...

I train...

I never give up.




I never give up.

I can walk again

I can run again

I gain a new friend.

My friend wraps around my leg.

A metal octopus that protects me.

It's been a year.

My friend allows me to play.

I play the game I love.


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