The Arcade

Time to Game

By Alex H Mittelman Published about a year ago • 1 min read

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It was time to game

Pushing the controls faster

The arcade was fun

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Alex H Mittelman

I love writing and just finished my first novel. Writing since I was nine. I’m on the autism spectrum but that doesn’t stop me! If you like my stories, click the heart, leave a comment. Link to book: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CQZVM6WJ

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Tammy Saphire 9 months ago
Great work!

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