I'm looking over your shoulder,
But not standing behind you.
I've read your emails,
But didn't need your log in details.
I know where you live,
But I'm not stalking you.
I'm spending your money,
But I'm not a friend or relative.
To me you are just a statistic.
Who am I?
This is a diary, the online public kind. Anything you read here either involves me somehow or is something I care about.
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