Your absence has gone through meLike thread through a needle.Everything I do is stitched with its color.
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It's as if you and some others so involved with sitting and watching your friends list all day that a really long poem is something that bothers you.
Get some fresh air, you guys. Get some sun. Don't worry, the slight stinging sensation is normal.