I'm sorry to say.
But this day it came
the new one to stay.
Your still drying
I'm almost crying
my Mother's dehumidifiers
are not drying.
Your keys still stick
your still very sick.
But new one is dry
and working well.
I'll keep that water away
so his keys work well.
You'll be a reserve if he's ever hurt.
And if your circuits are not fried inside.
Your metal frame
hides your pain.
If you are ever well you'll be here again.
But for now I can surf
on dry unspoilt words.
created by hand crafted words.
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