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In Which Civilization has a SimCity moment, a bad omen

Hello there, my good friend, kind reader of this post! Happy Friday! Hopefully another beautiful day, maybe we should indeed give it the benefit of the doubt! How are you, my friend? How have you been? I have not write much these days, alas... It is that thing of having some stuff in my head but not being able to take them out to my satisfaction. I mean, we could as well be seeing the collapse of the Civilization franchise, for example. I think I wrote it before here, that I am not optimistic about this title, that their heart (if at all) is in the wrong place for this entry... I could smell the miasma, but now it is clear: reality is even worse than the predictions and projections of before. The Steam consensus, this morning, got as low as 33%, an absolute catastrophic number for the franchise, it is a snapshot of the bad User Interface, the lack of customisation on the game, its mechanics ossifying the main building, or ot is what is implied on even the milder of reviews. I did not h...
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In Which we have a year of no Poetry

A year, no poetry
By Daniel M.




I haven't written poetries in a while
A year passed
Nothing came to me

A new decade has not yet dawned
But it was a cycle indeed
A whole month passed
It seemed like the last was continued

January came with the blues
February did not bring me clues
What was to happen in March
When my World was turned to ash

Humiliated and at tears
I did not know how to proceed
Old games paved new ways
I had to move forward

May ended with a bang
Purges were on the way
Then came my friend Luke
And the sun returned to shine

Lovely month of June
But in July I was alongside boxes
And in August my world changed once more
At the end of the season of socks

Money came in September, alongside a friend
It was not to last, all of this had an end
Microphone was purchased
Friend went away, he won't be seemed

Files were lost
My grandfather went away
But the course was finished
December brought a new day

Christmas was a joy
My friend Tofu is back
Morning anxiety won't attack
Lamentations won't I destroy

I haven't written poetries in a while
A year has passed
Was not a bad one

Was not a bad one
My words are deceiving
Life moves forward
The days will keep on dawning

Was not a bad one
Though described I did like it was
Frequently men are attracted to bad news
Takes time to build
Seconds to destroy

What is good is revealed
Knocks the door first
What it's bad breaks down
It burns all to the ground

A new Decade has not yet Dawned
But it was a cycle indeed
December will pass
January will bring new forecasts
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