Internet is the loyal bank that I return to, 
No matter wherever I go, 
It is there, 
Like a shadow ever.
I deposit infinite, 
Words in it, 
Some perhaps are precious, 
Some perhaps are ordinary thus.
I love internet, the unique word-bank, 
Conserves words like water in a gigantic tank!                
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