My friend, welcome!
I could feel you coming.
You've been gone for a while,
and yet you were always here.
Not everybody likes you.
I sometimes turn my back on you.
But now that you're here,
I thank you for being my friend,
I thank you for not giving up on me,
I thank you for waking me up,
I thank you Rage.
2008-11-15
An old friend
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