Don’t start the game (107)

It starts with one word.

just one.

It ends with an entirely different one,

not the first one.

between words we have worlds

and destinies,

and souls.

you’ve played with them,

not fair.

don’t start the game

if you don’t know how to play.

Writing a poem a day for 1 year. This is lucky number 107. Thanks for reading.

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