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Every day when I log on,
I'm a different girl.
I can chat and talk and spat and walk,
And dance and throw and twirl.
This place is my "hide-away",
A special place for me.
I feel that I can lock up inside,
And throw away the key.
When I am on, I can do anthing,
Create, launch, dance and play,
And I will always feel comfortable.
Feel comfortable, to say:
I love this place,
This "hide-away" of ours
I can laugh and skip and jump and chat,
I could stay on for HOURS!
But the saddest part about it is,
That makes kids feel they've been robbed,
Is these three little words:
CHAT HAS STOPPED
Huff and puff as I log out,
My face curled in a pout.
My friends and family waiting for me:
To get out of my "hide-out".
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