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You who waste away on your smart phones,
Searching for truths you will not find
Thinking you are holding your lives in your hands
You fools!
You forget what is inside
Instead, you are addicted to a poison that will only burn, burn, burn
Strip you of your wits when the day is done
While your soul lies breathless and weeping
This metal box that holds so much power over you
Will constrict you, confine you, blind you
Only when you look within
Will you come to know Ram

~Anonymous