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My Second Home
(A tribute to Writing.Com on it's 5th Birthday.) Sitting here at the window, Wondering, or not… Should I turn on my computer, And return to this spot? It’s an addiction that Brings me each day, More times than not For hours to stay. Although I’m retired, Still have work I must do. Some days, I’m sleepy, Does this happen to you? Do you spend much time, Be it day or night ‘Cause you’re also crazy, When it comes to this Site? At three in the morning, I’m never alone. Truthfully I know, This is my second home. 9/1/05 Monty
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