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Feb 2010
A virus overwhelmed me
One as quite unique
Different from all others,
Failing to power leak.

Infestations come and go,
But this one wants to stay
No matter anyone’s acts,
It doesn’t go away.

I fought it strong and long
Foiling to my win
Maybe it’d be painless
If I would just give in.

A plague one of a kind
Haunting until so,
A copy is made and sent
Conjuring a friend from foe

Then they’ll live in harmony
The virus and ourselves.
And perhaps a later day,
To hear the wedding bells.
Written: July 16, 2003 @ 10:55 PM CDT
Gary W Weasel Jr
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