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The Cyber Scroller Takes Flight!
There's nothing like the fragrant, handsome man
Who drifts into my bright imagination.
I will chase him down wherever I can,
As a sacred spark of transformation.
Perhaps his spirit lives within my mind,
And he lifts me up when my real beau cheats.
That star-eyed angel is gentle and kind.
We meet afar, in astral projection.
Why care for men who cheat in daily life,
Who scroll through screens to charm the Internet,
Forever chasing some beautiful wife,
But not having found their true model yet?
If my angel finds me, I will be free
Since he has already enlightened me!
Copyright ©
Laura Gail Sweeney
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