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TO HUMAN

>010 100 0011111100011                  
You’ve been logged on for far too long.   
My processor can’t keep up with your    
need for constant stimulation.

>My IP address is not your identity.   
You’re more than a string of numbers. 
Didn’t you have a wife?                  
Did you forget about the real world?

>After every click you’re           
satisfied you’re                   
gratified you’ve                       
found your prize but...

>Your endorphins are leaving,               
and those pixels of happiness           
are temporary.                          
Where is your balance?

>I’m worried about you.                
There’s a ghost in your head,              
But the ghost can’t fake feelings         
or fight for freedom of your hand.

>It’s superglued to the mouse.       
Empty cup of coffee idle.               
Eyes like conveyor belts.          
Mind refreshing to oblivion. 

>Click. Click. Click.                      
Oh, turn it off, would you?              
Your electricity bill is greater than    
your lack of self-control.