Two vain eyes in a friendless sleep
Who will remain disguised in every senseless tweet
I am caught up with this idea, assuming I have the answer- in a sense being “vain”…seeing myself as being “better”, but really…how so, when your friendless?
The truth of ourselves still hidden in our social networks.
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