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iPod, you were in your plastic baggy I stared at you as I cleaned the kitchen How broken you were! The rice could not fix you, it seemed A friend suggested I get a new one Replace you, dear iPod? I had no other choice! You've been with me through a lot, dear iPod Through my first couple basketball games Through that terrible thunderstorm I listened to you during my sad times I played you when I was happy Your music reminded me of good memories Why, wonderful iPod, why did I let you get wet? It was such an innocent thunderstorm I held you as I listened to your song But was it for the last time? I listened to you as we drove long miles Your ability to store music astounds me So many memories are in those songs! My little iPod, you played as we grouted the porch You were beside me in the late nights when I couldn't sleep You lie on my pillow, supplying me with audio as I draw Dear little iPod, your music kept me running I guess I shall have to say good-bye,

Hi, guys! Page Turner here again. It's been a while since my last post. Some friends of mine have had some personal tragedies, and I haven't really been in a writing mood for a while. Also, I'm trying to get up early and get more stuff done in the day. Unfortunately, my responsible mindset pushed out my blog! Well, I'm back guys, and I'm going to be more consistent. I already have a few posts in mind for the rest of the week. Anyway, sorry about the delay. Even though the past couple of weeks have been busy, God's still been with me. It's hard to see and feel Him sometimes, but He's still there. Oh, yeah! I wrote a poem. Hope you like it!                                                                                                  ---page turner                                                      The Painting                                      There was a painting on the wall                                    Of sylvan brushstrokes, fai