Apologetic for the uncommitted misconduct.
Soaring to new lows and lower highs.
Will you still remember me tomorrow?
Will the little white babble-box ring true
with hopes of simplistic interaction?
No...it'll ring true with conversation strained like beets.
Possible unspoken understanding, muffled and impossified.
Wish here to hug and hold me.
You bring the extension, I'll bring the staple gun.
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