United States
31° 53' 47.2956" N, 106° 25' 43.7124" W
Another lonely soul.
Face Book in frame, know the name, but not the company.  
Wish life I had, to be not sad and touch the hand, not screen.
Broadcast event without repent, live down the shame in frame. 
Share thought and day without delay, nor care of consequence.
Yearn the feel of truth and zeal, though all I see are words.
Fill time and want with tear and taunt, from those who seek the scheme.
When done with cast and creep, screen goes dim.
I free from frame and dream.


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