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"And as always I will see you, in the next video! Buh-bye!" Mark waved goofily at the camera before he stopped recording. He sighed satisfied with his work for the day. He looked at the time in the bottom corner of is monitor and raised his eyebrows in surprise. 3 am. He stretched and spun his computer chair around. Editing could wait till tomorrow, or technically later. He took off his headphones and shuffled to bed letting himself flop carelessly down onto it. He let out another sigh, this time of content. He wasn't wearing any pants so he could just let himself drift off into sleep without having to worry about a thi- DING Mark jumped ne

Youtube, What a sight, To be turned, Into an awful website. Once a place, For creators alike, Is now a nightmare, Coming to life. With Reactionists, Who do nothing but sit, And watch the money fly, As they steal videos full time. Pranksters, The rudest of all, Getting in fights, While screaming in might, But no one comes, But waits for the fall. While Animators, Who once were great, Now are let's players, Who's lives are at stake. And the copyright system, What a joke, To say that its fair, To the next- BAM! Your Channel's vanished, With no explanation, Even after the termination. When I was younger, I called this my home, A place for