A Dying Phone Battery Means No Snuggling: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

When my phone batt’ry/
dies, I can’t even snuggle/
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A Dying Phone Battery Means No Snuggling: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

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