~FRIENDS WITHOUT FACES~





    We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens
    We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.


    With our mouse we roam, through rooms in a maze
    Looking for something or someone, as we sit in a daze.


    We chat with each other, we type all ours woes.
    Small groups we form, and gang up on our foes.


    We wait for somebody, to type out our name
    We want recognition, but it is always the same.


    We give kisses and hugs, and sometime we flirt,

    We chat profoundly, and reveal why we hurt.


    We do form friendships, why ...we don't know
    But some of these friendships will flourish and grow.


    When on the screen, we can be so bold
    Telling secrets that have never been told.


    Why is it we share the thoughts of our mind
    With those we can't see, as though we were blind.


    The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell.
    We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.!


    We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must
    So we turn to the "puter" and to those we can trust.


    Though it may seem crazy, the quaint truth remains:
    They are Friends Without Faces, with odd little names!

    FROM ALL AROUND THE WORLD !

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