That Other World


I am in this world deformed,Rendered useless by some,But unbeknownst to them, There's a world that will accept me.It comes through the TV screen,in the form of kingdoms, mazes, and caverns.I can take to the skies, swing a sword at those who question me, or find treasures that will never surface in the real world.My thumbs resting on a controller in the real world, I can be whoever I want.Do as I please.Cause havoc I never could in the space around me.Create a city.Save a princess.Destory a giant Mother Brain.For that lovely little time, I'm something I'm not to this world.I'm a hero, an assasian, a constructor, a solver, a fighter, an adventurer.To that world, I'm a somebody, and nobody can tell me any different.


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