Cyber Friends

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    • sk
    • Not on here often enough, but will try to do better....

    Cyber Friends
    I have a friend I've never met,
    at least not face to face.
    We're separated by many miles,
    we never will embrace.

    We've made eachother laugh,
    but not heard the other speak.
    We give advice and share our lives,
    But this friendship's incomplete.

    Such is the way nowadays,
    with online friends so far away,
    we share our feelings deep inside,
    and do not feel a need to hide.

    So here's to you my online friend,
    whose face I'll never kiss,
    I'll be right here when you hit 'send',
    Regretful it can only be like this.

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    stellar commented on Cyber Friends

    10-13-2009

    .............i like the way you take the essence of things and turn them into a very catchy and comprehensible poem.....yeah indeed, thank you so much...
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    Michel commented on Cyber Friends

    05-13-2009

    you are fast becoming my favorite poet, this is very good.
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    Drivingczar commented on Cyber Friends

    04-22-2009

    So all too real in our fast, mechanized and robotic world.We've "advanced" beyond automation now. Great write = 10
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    peacefully commented on Cyber Friends

    04-21-2009

    this is so true. I've made several friends through the help of the internet. Of course, you are one of them. this was a truly a poem for the times we're in. I loved it. gave it a 10
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    HarverTomsson commented on Cyber Friends

    04-16-2009

    Here's how we visit, and here is how we touch. Minute expenditure of electricity trades for a quickened pulse, if only briefly. I'm thinking of you again.
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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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