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Eating, talking, I imagine it. Driving, walking, I long to sit. On my laptop, I type furiously away. Stories fill my mind, no time for play. Nothing really holds my interest. Even at night, I cannot rest. All my dreams are filled with WDC. Here lies my obsession, please let me be.
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