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Victim of the ever-changing tide of information

Victim of the ever-changing tide of information

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The internet brought us so much joy, our virtual identities we shared; we built a world for our own voice, â–“â–’â–‘ and gave ourselves an online face to wear.

But now those days have come undone - the digital dreams that once were spun

are gone like smoke in the wind-blown sun!

We mourn what’s lost beyond repair: our vibrant avatar self was but a toy. █░

To feel its loss is truly dire. █▄██▀██████░░█▓▒░ Our identity has expired…

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