The computer age
The computer age, an electronic cage, where two can only hope to engage, nothing ventured nothing gained, minds play on minds and yearning births the rage, to know we do not exist beyond that page, with no real allure or aroma to gauge, what makes us real is the effort that’s made and we no longer have to take the chance we just click off view,
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Excellent write.
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