"Oh squiggly line in my eye fluid.
I see you lurking there on the periphery of my vision.
But when I try to look at you, you scurry away.
Are you shy, squiggly line?
Why only when I ignore you, do you return to the center of my eye?
Oh, squiggly line,
it's alright, you are forgiven."
Hey, here's a panoramic shot of the Benjasiri Park near my place. You might see errors though if your browser doesn't read I-frames or you have no Java installed.
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