whisk through electrified air
where all words and thoughts
are transferred in modernity
Silently waiting with breathless
wonder, as all paper turns to dust
and cracked screens send rays
of light - blue, red, and green
Have I said too much?
Stacks of smiles and news
sent with secret enthusiasm
has become too cement-walled
Split. Scared. Senseless.
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