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I remember playing and loving this during that SpringThing. I thought it might be of interest to share the poem that I had made with your game then. Your work is a beautiful space to tinker around in.

"I was praying.
I was alone with my hands in the dirt.
Only the flimsiest stars were visible.
These wide American fields.
The clothes of dead friends.
As if suspended by a string.
I stood in the rain alone.

If I had to name the poem, I might call it ‘Midnight Visitations.'"

Oh, I love this, thank you so much for sharing it, Sophia! I'm so happy that you enjoyed the game, and I love the title you gave the poem, too :)!