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By jwb71913 Date: 2003 Apr 01 Comment on this Work [[2003.04.01.05.16.20722]] |
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It seems that my reality Is filled with such banality I eat and work and sleep and play I manage to fill up each day With empty words on screen of blue Though all the while I think of you I chat with women large and small Who claim they care, but they don't at all I hope that one day from the midst Of electronic bell and whistle blitz The one true light of love emerge And rescue me from this high verge I won't leap over this time, right I'll stay up here where it is light My monitor will be my stay And help to fill each empty day |