Poem -

You can check out any time you like.

You can check out any time you like.

Welcome to Facebook, our big supermarket of souls
It is a big discount store of humanity below-cost.
On our shelves you'll find shiny and inviting packages
But with shoddy goods inside.
You'll find here many banal people looking for virtual redemption that will never come.
New philosophers who compulsively repost famous quotes, who sounds so cool and intellectual.
Keyboard revolutionaries who feel like the digital "Che Guevara's" of the new millennium.
Perennially indignant, looking for everything that is "against", it doesn't matter against what, the important thing is to be indignant and share it to everyone else.
Influencers, idiots who try to influence other idiots.
Some desperate people pretending to be millionaires who explain to other desperate people how to become millionaires without effort.
Welcome to our store with no queues at the checkout and no cash registers.
You can enter with a simple click and check out any time you like
But you can never leave!

Pier.

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