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Electronic gift
Technology to the kids
An obscure silent curse
Happily received
A fake commercial need
Human progress at its best
Isolated minds
But all seems fine
Digital interaction justifies
Lack of speech
Message not received
Personal interaction obsolete
Dive deep in the abyss
Where speechless souls live
Slaved by need
Darkness on thy voices feeds
Electronic seeds
Consumes will to think
A perpetual phone check
Doom has arrived
Overuse not justified
The useful side has long gone
Isolated sings
Just can’t signalize
Newborns will pay the price
Lack of seen
Obscured by the greed
Of having the new release
