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The site was under construction
Read the message before my eyes.
I thought they must be expanding,
Refining, designing.
I was met with quite a surprise.

The Helium posts I had written
Were not to be found.
What to do?
Now here I was with my 30 posts lost.
Now I was newer than new.

There seemed to be no way to recall them
Others felt the loss, it was true.
So I'll type once again, on these topics

My posts once again to accrue.

I was thinking someone must have intended
That I get off my duff, and work out
But going backwards in time on this treadmill
Isn't what working out is about.

I admit that I like feeling younger
In this time travel forced upon me,
But I still also feel like shouting out loud
Oh where can my 30 posts be?

I have other occasions of glitches
When I'm wanting the fair winds to blow.
Leaving too many windows wide open
Now my system runs slower than slow!

My mouse will not click,
My scroll bar will not scroll.
I'm told to shut down.
I must be on a roll.

But I fondly remember what I had been told
When computers were newly of age,
"If you put garbage in, you will get garbage out."
So before we take part in a justified rage

Despite our advances,
We all take our chances
It's still humans over machines,
Who do the designing,
Work hard in refining
What's happening behind the scenes.

While we might all lament,
Or find need to vent
Of our posts that are not to be found.
I'm sure the intention,
Wasn't meant towards destruction.
A site that's expanding and under construction
Will leave some debris on the ground.

The Amish I've read will deliberately
Leave mistakes in the quilts others see.
Their reasoning for this is quite simple:
No one's perfect,
Not you and not me.

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