Virtual RealityA Poem by RoyAn ocean of silence.
Interspersed with alarms, Mass transit, The swish of neat silk. And the unmistakable drone of the fan at night. A clockwork life In a grayscale world. Where humour is appreciated over earphones alone, And emotions texted. © 2012 Roy |
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Added on July 4, 2012 Last Updated on July 4, 2012 |

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