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Facebook is a wicked but wonderful world, like a house built out of glass. I let my thoughts and emotions unfurl, to any who comes scrolling past. I cry out to those passers-by, not knowing if they hear my plea. But still I know that I must try, to get someone to stop and love me. Will you be the one to share me with your friends, hurry, my time in the newsfeed fades fast. Or will you be the one that does not hit send, and just keeps scrolling on past.

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Date: 12/13/2023 8:54:00 AM
I don't do Facebook Jerry….no interest!! Debx
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Date: 12/11/2023 10:21:00 PM
I probably should send you a friend's request, Jerry. Another way to get to know each other. Later, Bill
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Jerry Brotherton
Date: 12/12/2023 5:04:00 AM
Sounds good.
Date: 12/11/2023 12:21:00 PM
I think most social media has its problems and blessings.. You expressed this well.
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Jerry Brotherton
Date: 12/11/2023 7:16:00 PM
My second love.

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