What A Phone Can Do
I crave it everyday
I do not "want" I need
The feel, the touch, the way it makes me feel
It brings me calmness and a sense of security
I am lost without it; it defines me as a person
My phone knows my inner-most thoughts and feelings
It gudes me through life
by answering all my questinos
and putting me in contact with my loved ones
I give my phone life and it does the same for me
I protect it from the cruel world by only using a case
Technology is a beautiful thing
It puts a smile on my face
and a tear on my cheek
Even when I'm all alone
my phone is there for me
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