The Rants of Mister P

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Ode to a Forgotten Website

Rants of Mister P
Why are you forsaken?
Though you do not run, do you not have feelings?
Though you do not swim, can you not drown?
Though you do not bike, when you’re cut, do you not bleed?
How your anecdotes amused.
How your stories entertained.
Cold, Alone, in the Darkness.
Crying.

-di