Monday, 2 June 2014

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Well, I see all the plastic games over there. Fifteen names who are in fact just three or four. None dares to back down, all is at stake... Plastic games.

All the same, I'm not fooled for a second. I'd know you anywhere.

And this doesn't come even close to breaking me. You do know of things that almost did.

And, by the way, I won't stoop to anything to do with this lot. I don't need to defend myself, or proclaim testosterone in what is not even ink.

I know how we get caught in games of pretend, I just opted out of all that a long time ago.

And, if you think I will hate you for this, you're wrong again. I will wait.

Tomorrow, I will be me at the mirror.

And so will you.

You call it, you know that.

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