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Dennis Qiu 11:15 A.M. 9/6/15 (September 6, 2015) Blocks When night falls, The soulless lurk in the shadows for galls To deplete, as rid of mind, body, and soul. Yet they are no more under the scorching light, However they may live in the dark shelters, Unless lit, they forever shall remain. This universe itself is shaped by itself, Though itself and the universe differs They are one and the same, of itself. This universe is only a game, Yet itself thinks it real And explores, in whatever way it wants. The universe is full of risks; May it never cease to stop. And shall it own itself, claim itself, in peace. NOTE: This one is about a game, towards a specific audience, in which the audience have a lot of experience in gaming. I don't want people to put the answer in the comments section when they figure it out. So, it is fine to put whatever in the comments as long as it isn't the answer. TO THOSE WHO FIGURED OUT THE ANSWER: Replace the alphabet w
Dennis Qiu 5:41 P.M. 9/5/15 (September 5, 2015) Darkmoon I am me yet, me is I. I am itself, as unique as can be. I am of the dark yet, the dark is not; Moonlight shine illuminates, yet it not. The dark and the light bred To produce one that is neither. It is of the dark, it is of the light Yet, it is not of them both. When the truth finally dawns it is the middle, it is the bridge, it is love, it is hate. It links everyone and everything I am of the universe, yet I not. I am me, yet, me is I; and yet, I am the universe, yet, the universe is me.  We are one and the same but yet, We are not.
Dennis Qiu 11:07 P.M. 9/1/15 (September 1, 2015) The Identity That Lies There is more to it than meets the eye Yet it has been engraved so deep. The heart could never distinguish What is an illusion or a reality As it is so subtle, the aware Being observant and wise; Knowing that a name is as Useless as a sticker, a mask; Makes you wear them happily. Yet knowing they don't peel off As easily as banana peels do, Otherwise they may tear off bare skin Which may never evoke the ability to occur, It is the fear and ignorance that labels even society.
Dennis Qiu 11:50 P.M. 7/15/15 (July 15, 2015) It Never Shall Leave A blue and black, From a cement, cracked, An orange ball of fire, under the light Wounded and injured it was, Did it show its nakedness in the dark, Being left to die a poor flame, A mistake that should not have occurred, Given a second chance by he who committed it, Aided with protection, like a band aid But leaving a scar that may never heal, Regrettable it lay there outside then, Now inside sitting atop solid sand, That which is invincible in a certain way, May it never leave the house, And give help for those who aspire To seek the true truth