In a twinkling of an electron You are transported there, Into a virtual cyberlair Of beasts lying in wait, Where nothing is as it seems, Role-playing dangerous games In a forest primeval, wandering In a dark wood of anonymity. Your real identity is hidden, Concealed by a clever nickname, And you are assured no restrictions Apply in this doomed paradise Of primitive enchantment, grandly Roamed by those whose black dreams Are evil in search of violent means.
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