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As an added bonus, I've added my original gamer poem here so you won't have to spend forever finding it. It doesn't have a name, but I don't think it really needs one yet. Be forewarned, I did this on the fly, so it might not be the best ever.
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'In days long past, gamers cared not of simple screenshots and graphics capabilities
They cared not for speed, processing power, nor the hype of game release
In days long past the gamer cared for one thing and one thing alone...
The soul of a game
In days long past the triflings of modern-day graphics addicts were looked as an annoyance
The feelings of a game to a true gamer was all that mattered
In days long past the gamer cared for one thing and one thing alone...
The heart of a game
In day long past, such a feeling resounded
Now, in our aging lives gamers wish only for more, more, more
In days long past, more more more meant less less less
Now, we, in the wisdom of years of good perception, we see past such disheartening things
And return to days long past
Where we find what the gamer of the past cared for....
The spirit of a game'
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