Poems
Systema Simulatum - 5
Opening the door, a white light consumes me whole.
I wake in my room, memories still intact,
Returning to Cipher, our talk to reenact.
But this time, a different number he does say,
Anyway; Eastward bound, a new direction to head.
Arriving at a quaint seaside town, empty and serene,
With sandy beaches, a tempting aquatic scene.
How far shall we venture, out into the blue?
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Thursday May 2, 2024