Hour 9-Battle

It’s just me and this screen

In a battle for control

Will the white win

Or the words that escape my fingers

The white pulls out all the stops

To stop me

To put an end to this madness

But I cover it well

Lobbing words and phrases at it

Until it succumbs and allows me passage

Into the unknown

 

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