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The Bluescreen of Death PoemA shutdown, a restart, a bootup so small, a lot of things happen, wonderful all, the Bytes and the registers, flying around, drivers are loaded, the screen seems sound, waiting a minute, the screen will appear, if there's something else, it's an error I fear. I quickly log in, with password and name, hope that, as yesterday, it still is the same. The desktop is loading, the icons are there, you start up the programs, the pc doesn't care. You surf through the folders, picking up speed, left click, then right click, its quite fast indeed. You start surfing online on peculiaThe Bluescreen of Death Poem
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