Thursday, October 11, 2012

Filters

I have spent hours with you.
I shut the door when I enter the room,
To keep it quiet, to filter out the truth,
So that when an honest word is spoken
I make a nugget of a token.
I turn to Google, the all-seeing Eye.
It's a servant of evil, but facts it will find.

Perhaps it costs my soul, but it does save time.

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