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Jan 21, 2009 13:22

See this century with its meagre charms
Paper thieves who still thrive on phantom fear
Hunters eat ready meals from frozen farms
But, careful, Big Brother didn't come here.
Instead see the e-mails, faxes and phones,
Disconnected, despite the networks and
The pale human lights who flash all alone
On the cyber space they make their last stand.
Escaping into the next life too soon
The fantastic can be all yours, my friend!
So, is this all that we've got, a boon
Of contact that doesn't last past the end
Of our internet connection?  Our meme
Exists, a house of bytes built on a dream.
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