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I often feel we are the battery, the source it runs on; I’m off social media for perhaps unconscionably long swaths of time. Hence, (re)discovering this now. Wonderful energy in this poem! Both the warning and description! The rapacious devouring!

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I'm glad to see a poem about living with the media, esp. now. What did people do without it?

Did sanity slither?

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