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We don’t want to be alone…
But our deepest relationship is with our phone
Like a dog with a bone, checking the tone.
We swipe and we flick,, we tick and we post,
Poking, retweeting, who likes us the most?
We turn on the roast, we like and give stars,
But end of the day, do we know who we are?
This ain’t how it could be,
It’s wrong, do you see?
...Sunday 4th February 2018 4:57 pm
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