In t' net
A flashing sign that I’m online On your line hooked - now overlooked Caught in the Web my spirits ebb Trapped in the Net no hopes are met A signal missed Ironic twist Only on Skype was I your type At such a cost connection lost And in the end I’ll not pretend Try to avoid another void Instead I’ll risk an asterisk *
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Leny
Poetry and Hums aren't things which you get, they're things which get you. And all you can do is go where they can find you. -- Winnie the Pooh
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