A slob, media in media out Soulless out of touch. The fire of desire fast extinguished. Lost and alone, and refusing all help. Then little bunny girl came to play. She sang and danced as a little ray through the mire filled day. The little bunny girl cursed and wept and dreamed. He watched with amazement, reveling in borrowed joy as the little bunny girl danced and played and sang her silly tune. He reached out to touch and found thousands reaching more. Then little bunny girl came to play. She sang and danced as a little ray through the mire filled day. The little bunny girl cursed and wept and dreamed. Unreachable and alone yet surrounded with friends. A fateful night, a shot in the dark and now He knew all to well the little bunny girl's game. Yet. Then little bunny girl came to play. She sang and danced as a little ray through the mire filled day. The little bunny girl cursed and wept and dreamed. He set down the phone, unsure what to do. She had broken the spell and he would too. But where she met with friends, he picked up the pen. Then little funny girl came to play. She sang and danced as a little ray through the mire filled day. The little funny girl cursed and wept and dreamed. A creature of his creation an egregore in name. This little funny girl though as virtual meant all the same. He is still alone, yet surrounded by friends.
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