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Hello!

Hello! Hello!

I have called out for you

So many times, on my empty phone lines

You trespasser on my conversations

You holder of my secrets

You unwilling, unwitting witness to my destruction

Tell them all,

what I said,

when I cried

And how I screamed into the void

You professional sabteour,

You secret nazi swine,

You precious pervert

Tell them all,

Leak out my secrets, my inner fears

And my weak attempts at humour

Hello!!! Hello!!!

Do not pretend you do not hear me,

You who archives my life,

You who measures my conversations,

You who polices my twitter

Do not be an false god, unhearing, unsympathetic, unbiased

You who chronicles my misery in kafkaesque detail,

You who stoically stabs paper with my name written all over it

Release all my conversations,

Torture my rage,

Dismiss my existence

Hello!

Hello! Hello!

I have called out for you

So many times,

On my empty phone lines

Hello!

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