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Strange thing called net
Contributed by
Aika
on
Wednesday, 17th September 2003 @ 04:25:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
FriendshipPoetry
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Sitting on the cloud
and looking down
wondering how this world
can be small
Looking up
see the stars
shining moon
and space around - how huge
never ending
full of surprises
nice and scary
known and unexplored
and always unsafe
just like the world down there
Sitting at pc
thinking
without this strange thing
called net
the world would be huge and
I would never know you
Fortunately we have that
strange thing called net
always unsafe
but the world
is so small
and thanks to that
strange thing called net
I know you
I am happy to know you
my dear friend
and I wish our friendship never ends.....
Copyright ©
Aika
... [
2003-09-17 16:25:00]
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Re: Strange thing called net
(User Rating: 1 )
by Puppy_dog_eyes on
Friday, 17th October 2003 @ 06:19:55 AM AEST
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| I think it is appropriate that it is called the Net Aika, it sometimes traps us inside it.Everyone has good and bad experiences there, cherish the good and learn from the bad |
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