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Ten months and counting
Days of nights still boozing
All fingers as busy as never before

I don't miss my bronze days
Cos I'm living in golden days
Behind the blue screen

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I'm glad as never before
Cos my golden moments are now
Behind the blue screen
And my fingers never get distracted.
This poem was written when I made an inventory of my activities after 10 months of my last break up with my gf.

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