Poem about the Internet

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We’re running in circles on Google Plus,
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We’re running in circles on Google Plus,
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We’re passing like ships, and what’s the fuss?
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I miss conversations that lasted all day,
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And privacy, and building on trust.
  
We’re passing like ships, and what’s the fuss?
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We share this home, these kids, the WiFi,
I miss conversations that lasted all day,
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At the end of the day we have to try;
And privacy, and building on trust.
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We share this home, these kids, the WiFi,
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To pour some wine, not check our Klout;
At the end of the day we have to try;
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To share our stories, not tweet them out.
  
To pour some wine, not check our Klout;
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The connections can thrill;
To share our stories, not tweet them out.
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The Plus 1’s gratify;
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But nothing compares
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To you and I.
  
The connections can thrill;
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How you read my mind;
The Plus 1’s gratify;
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How I know what to do—
But nothing compares
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You and I,
To you and I.
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In our network of two. </div>
 
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How you read my mind;
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How I know what to do—
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You and I,
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In our network of two. </div>
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''Taken from http://heathergracestewart.com''
 
''Taken from http://heathergracestewart.com''

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