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Our lasting words written in code
The internet becomes our new home
Interconecceted for better and for worst
The hateful words we type and curse
We succumb to a wealth of knowledge
You may think you have me cornered
But I am beyond your borders
You think I like being stalked?
Yes I do admit
I am sick of your shit
The mhment I knew you were coming
