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Making Fun and Stealing Joy From Haters

If I only I could say Or tell you all that My inbox is so full up Even be that with negativity bile fuelled hate criticism of my opinions about and on the subject I have wrote I find myself with having no storage space left In order for people to place fresh new comment in To the point I have to delete the vast majority of them Then maybe I might begin to understand or get to grips with them that choose to spend their time doing that But then again come to think of it they no more want to be understood As I want or would ever willingly wish to understand what exactly makes them want to do or subject other people to such vitriol and abuse I suppose in reality we should actually feel sorry for them and write them straight back and ask them how they are doing and be dead nice to them And now that I have just written and read that back I am actually laughing so hard I think I may have just peed my pants Because that will properly wipe the smug smile right off their face And sure enough ruin and shoot their day all to hell To the point they log off and go back to sleep

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Book: Shattered Sighs