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Out of sight,
out of mind.
Once delight,
now remind;
of days that I would wonder,
of times that I would wish,
that in your absence I do not flounder,
like on land does a fish.
Projected images flicker,
like a dying screen,
the plot just got thicker,
although clearer it has been.
You say you are falling deeper,
I say I am falling out,
But why I cling on like a creeper,
leaves me baffled in doubt.