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The tendril trees Girdled, rootless, leafless, and lifeless Planted Along trails Blazed by the pony Express DOT DOT DOT DASH DASH DASH DOT DOT DOT Information fast The tethered tress Link each house online So that lights will burn Talk is text Manners dictate it to be rude Don't ring the phone at five Its dinner time Sadly No one is home Its the modern family plan Rarely if ever is everyone Together at once The hearth is cold The head of the table empty No one is home Da da ling da da ling da da ling Hello Leave a message at the beep Beep The connected age A virtual world of Artificial togetherness
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Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 12:44 AM UTC
Telephone Wire
The tendril trees Girdled, rootless, leafless, and lifeless Planted Along trails Blazed by the pony Express DOT DOT DOT DASH DASH DASH DOT DOT DOT Information fast The tethered tress Link each house online So that lights will burn Talk is text Manners dictate it to be rude Don't ring the phone at five Its dinner time Sadly No one is home Its the modern family plan Rarely if ever is everyone Together at once The hearth is cold The head of the table empty No one is home Da da ling da da ling da da ling Hello Leave a message at the beep Beep The connected age A virtual world of Artificial togetherness
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Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 12:44 AM UTC
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