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Dear Mr. Hacker: The Man Behind My Computer

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People say love is blind, but I beg to differ. Love isn't cruel; love is kind. Love will free you. It'll open your eyes. However, lust is a thick fog that'll cloud your head. It's something that'll wake up the monsters under your bed. Desire is like a furnace. Feed it too much coal, and it'll burn us. So be careful, little eyes, what you see. Be careful, little ears, what you hear. If not, the flames will consume you, leaving nothing but ashes and buckets of tears.

Others say I'm talking nonsense, but believe me, for it's true! The tongue may be a creature not so tall, but it can burn entire forests and drain rivers too. Guard your heart and your mind. Keep clarity in sight. Flee from darkness. Run from it! Always embrace the light.

Do you want proof? Take a look at my wounded heart. Petrifying, isn't it? Will you believe me if I tell you that it's all because of a man who plays with keyboard strings? A man of the shadows, of codes and commands, a man who hides behind the screen. If you want to know more, then I shall tell you about our encounter. Sit down, grab a chair, and meet the man behind my computer.

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