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===Zachary Miller=== | ===Zachary Miller=== | ||
| + | ==A Humble Plea from a User Page=== | ||
Thank you fans, scholars, illiterates, and drunkards for reading me: a humble user page. | Thank you fans, scholars, illiterates, and drunkards for reading me: a humble user page. | ||
Try as I might to fill my head with knowledge, I fail so miserably. | Try as I might to fill my head with knowledge, I fail so miserably. | ||
| − | Instead here I am: the dumb, blank web space | + | Instead here I am: the dumb, blank web space. |
| − | Waiting, wanting to join what I cannot join: your famous human race | + | Waiting, wanting to join what I cannot join: your famous human race. |
| − | And so I sit here, some bits of memory across a server or two | + | And so I sit here, some bits of memory across a server or two. |
| − | But you reader; your thoughts, your hopes, your memory, how I long to see you | + | But you reader; your thoughts, your hopes, your memory, how I long to see you. |
| − | Just for a second, to be in your mind controlling and looking down at me | + | Just for a second, to be in your mind controlling and looking down at me. |
But I know I can't, why with you being you and me being me. | But I know I can't, why with you being you and me being me. | ||
The impossible here is impossible 'cause | The impossible here is impossible 'cause | ||
All it takes is a...delete, and this poem can no longer be. | All it takes is a...delete, and this poem can no longer be. | ||
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Revision as of 16:39, 29 August 2009
Zachary Miller
A Humble Plea from a User Page=
Thank you fans, scholars, illiterates, and drunkards for reading me: a humble user page. Try as I might to fill my head with knowledge, I fail so miserably. Instead here I am: the dumb, blank web space. Waiting, wanting to join what I cannot join: your famous human race. And so I sit here, some bits of memory across a server or two. But you reader; your thoughts, your hopes, your memory, how I long to see you. Just for a second, to be in your mind controlling and looking down at me. But I know I can't, why with you being you and me being me. The impossible here is impossible 'cause All it takes is a...delete, and this poem can no longer be.
