It was just a blur.
Lots and lots of swipe-and-sign.
1% for me.
Eyes drained of their strength.
Rejoice! Wishes may be for realz.
I now have strong arms.
Battlefield plastic.
To be handed over soon.
Floor space still vacant.
Why is there no end?
There is always something sweet.
Are Need and Want pals?
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