A Blossoming (Scattered) Network


A blossoming network,

Parts new and old,

Compositions of data,

To you, it's sold.





The keyboard, the tool.


Sites to surf,

Info to learn,

Games to play,

People to yearn.


Social networking,

You and me connecting,

Two eyes never meeting,

Yet two brains now glued together.


Disconnected and random,

Information overload,

Brains may shut down,

But Imagination still soars.


A blossoming network is coming.

Make it your own.

It will only grow.

Plant your seeds, and watch.


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