My master's been thinking
A lot about her blogs
Wondering if
She's only kissing frogs
Thinking about what she did before
Trying to recall
The view before
she opened up this door.
A door to a different world
Where faces are unseen
Only snapshots here and there
Capture what you mean
Words written
where only few are read
Words written
that sometimes ease your head.
Then when we leave this land
to live in all our strife
Are we better at
dealing with our life?
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