From site to site
I travel,
following for the light,
walking through the hard gravel.
At every contest I visit
I repeat the same process
Register, comment, and wait
Waiting like a spider waiting for food
I wait for a email of the key
The key to my happiness you see?
Then I come across
A website with a strange aura
What a strange feeling I think
And as I browse the contest I smile
I register, write a poem and wait.
Wait for a key
The key to my happiness.
Time to move on to the next website
To register, comment, and wait
Oh how boring ;(
ampoet
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