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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366049" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Www.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At night, I sit in this darkened room<br>And stare at the hollow screen, <br>The World-Wide Web is a crystal ball<br>Of tides, and hopes, and dreams, <br>Though the world goes on outside my door<br>And time, it flows like the sea, <br>I have no truck with reality<br>When the web washes over me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For I dredge the depths with a grappling hook<br>And I haul my catch on board, <br>Then I read the thoughts of a million minds<br>That were left on the furthest shore, <br>While the colours swirl and the lights go dim<br>And the sounds fade from without, <br>I float in the mass of cyberspace<br>'Til the light of the moon goes out.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then emails beat at my cyber door<br>To ask if I'll let them in, <br>I cast my net for the viruses, <br>And choke the Recycle bin, <br>I stare at faces I've never seen<br>That float on a cyber wave, <br>Which disappear as the next comes near<br>For two are never the same.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But one returns, and it stares at me<br>And I see the limpid eyes, <br>Like pools in deep lagoons offshore<br>Where the mermaid lives and dies, <br>While the lips are full of promises<br>As false as the deepest sin, <br>I reach on out to the screen, but find<br>That the screen won't let me in.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then night on night, like a dread parade<br>Those pictures come again, <br>From some lost ancient URL<br>Long gone from the world of men, <br>I search and Google in cyberspace<br>In hopes that you're somewhere there, <br>But all I have are those limpid eyes<br>And the bands in your dark brown hair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One night, I'll leap right through the screen<br>And swim to your blue lagoon, <br>I'll take bright garlands of pretty flowers<br>To gladden the cyber gloom, <br>We'll live forever behind the screen<br>And our faces will go online, <br>For the stares of the grim night dwellers<br>Who are surfing the Web, World-Wide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">10 June 2008</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q>
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Of tides, and hopes, and dreams, 
Though the world goes on outside my door
And time, it flows like the sea, 
I have no truck with reality
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