Ode to Copy and Paste

Location

90723
United States
33° 53' 51.9864" N, 118° 9' 53.7444" W

My life existed in a dark gloomy realm,
Where everything is done by my own vulnerable hand.
For years I have been trapped and over whelmed
By this cruel command.
I had nothing left.
As my life progressed in this wretched domain,
Something out of the dark began to appear
Like gray clouds hovering the sky, pouring rain.
My heart and soul began to cheer
As I bared witnessed to the majestic, copy and paste.
The Majestic slayer cut down my chains of despair and set me free.
Not feeling the same burden of doing it myself anymore.
It did not only help me escape the dark, but others in this decree.
The fearless slayer helped us fight against the overstock pile of work and win this world war.
And now you and I can exist in a world of paradise.

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demigod13

i hate school.

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