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About This Poem
Social Illusion
Gather close to read how things go down
Filling empty spaces with written sound
Turn it towards loud and alert the town
What of life went missing must be found
In the palm or on demand
Social illusion data jam
Bytes have taken command
Media cascading that dam
A little bit, not too much
Techno-legit, um, and such
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