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7h
I’m not addicted
I’m just conflicted
This phone is my friend
Till batteries end.

Fingers prone
I jab this phone
My face lit up
Like a buttercup

When your on your phone
You’re never alone
The world is there
With room left to spare

That’s where the rainbow ends
With all of your friends
I’m telling you
This phone is brand new.
People tell me all the time.
Steve
Written by
Steve  The Burgh
(The Burgh)   
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       TSPoetry, Jeremy Betts and Steve
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