Is this world a simulacrum?
How would one know?

It feels like a game,
full of challenges and quests.
You struggle for fame,
or for power, or for rest.

What if this game contains
all the games in one world?
In a yet unplayed game
our shining embryo lies curled.

Where is this game of different kind
whose rules have not quite yet been found?
Those rules are hidden in holes in the mind,
but soon will stake out a whole new ground.

new rules
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