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Where were we

Where were we before
we hid behind sepia and black & white
 our sentences were interrupted by chimes
And the most important light came from a notification 

Where were we before
We defined our likeability by likes
We had more than 140 characters to say
We spoke in words rather than cartoons

Where were we before
Loneliness got replaced by the virtual
Our friends became display pictures 
Their stories only last a day

Were we happier then
When we thought about people
And waited a long time to tell them
Rather than feeling them in black font on a white screen

We weren't happier then
We missed and longed and met and rejoiced
Today we meet and are disappointed because
The person is nothing like what the display picture said


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