Ode to Social Networking

A fake world,

with fake houses,

full of fake stories.

One is to be followed,

Unending fake lives.

Isolated fingers running,

on the little playground;

ephemeral emotions, 

eternal running,

and blur faces,

anonymous fellow participants,

changing every second.

A rib tickles,

everyone smiles,

fading of all cries.

15 seconds are now over,

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