you let me be what i am on the insidethat i can't be on the outside
how many hours have we spent together
looking at lists
of data
i stroked keys to get
the right results
you held my hand
while i held myself
made me infinite playlists
lent me part of your audience
introduced me to strangers
and sometimes creeps
but it's not your fault
that you attract a certain type
we are so intimate
like the earth & its galaxy;
a galaxy & its black hole;
this mass & the universe.
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