A Bet
What is this wondrous internet
That causes reddened cheeks of wet
As people leave I have not met
The hole in space is empty yet
As words are cast and thrown to let
another lost and sober vet
Attain aplomb enough to get
A certain satisfaction set
To face the emptiness
We can't forget
Awaiting
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