Lists tell us who to talk to,
Who our friends are,
Who we speak to most
Who we spoke to last,
Listed are the who never say bye,
Those who linger forever,
For those,
You are on top of the list.
Woe unto they who say goodbye,
Despite it being even for a while,
For when they come back,
They are at the bottom of the list.
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