The Echoes of Our Digital World

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In the silence of the screen’s soft glow,
We find ourselves, yet we do not know,
The faces behind the profiles we scroll,
A digital dance, a virtual soul.

Words fly free, like whispers in the wind,
Connections made, yet still we find,
The heart’s true beat, a rhythm confined,
To likes and shares, an endless bind.

Behind each post, a story untold,
Emotions masked, as hearts grow cold,
Seeking validation, in numbers bold,
A fleeting fame, a moment sold.

Oh, social media, a bittersweet friend,
In your embrace, we find and we mend,
Yet lose ourselves, in trends we bend,
Searching for truth, until the end.

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