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Oct 2013
Lights light up,
Keeps me from reading.
Patience is abrupt,
I send a friend a greeting.
Spending time with loved ones,
But what are strangers doing?
As soon as work is done,
I check what I am missing.
The minute I awaken
I reach for my device.
Even after love making,
By my addiction, I'm enticed.
Here we go, pull out my phone.
Another day, another waste.
My attention and concentration are gone.
Replaced by a high I must chase.
The irony that I'm typing this on my phone right now does not escape me.
Amy Perry
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Amy Perry  29/F/San Diego, CA
(29/F/San Diego, CA)   
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