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Jan 2015
Cyber heaven sheds a black glow
Across the faces of a million muted children,
All forgotten how to talk.
Paralyzed by every convenience,
Ruined by information:
*******, kittens, gore…
And free, always free

Stunted inside with everything never meant to be seen.
Meant by whom? Not God.

Life flows and goes by with nothing to show,
Watched from behind black glow.
Outside, the grass forgets how to grow.
John Gilbert
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