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From the breaking of dawn
To the noise of mowing the lawn
All is recorded as Facebook post
Likes and emojis wanted the most
From visiting a nearby cafe
Or spending a family day
The best selfies always make their way
Challenging the followers 'what say?'
In this crowd of a billion
Some posting their life of a million
Some just swiping the screen in awe
To get updates of the country and the law
Few just sharing the popular memes
Most of the unwillingly it seems.

Rest just like to sit back and relax
Increasing laziness to the max
Spending their time scrolling the post
No attention to the pendrive lost
Or putting up a fake profile picture
Covering themselves in a bag of fur
Develop addiction to that blue icon
The fingers creepily find their way to the phone
Spending the precious moments
Reading those variety of comments
Under the bed covers like a tent
No matter how less holidays are spent.

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Videos popping out of nowhere
A cold competition amongst the peer
Most of the serene nighttime as teen
Staring like an owl at the dim-lit screen
Pressing the notification bell
As if it were a wishing well
Sending a bunch of stickers
Or posting cool pictures with cars
Linking the exact location
And posting on every vacation
Viewing the beauty through the lens
Before passing the natural eye's fence
All the more social,all the more active
The virtual world of happiness to live.

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