A love poem to media

Oh, media, shall I compare thee to a Summers day?

Thou art lovely and oh so comforting,

Rough winds do shake my dear mental health,

And my good times online hath all too short a date:

Sometime too perfect the sun in your user’s days seem,

And often is the actual reality dimm’d,

and when pic from pic some-time makes me compare,

By choice, I try to look for what’s untrim’d:

Because, still, thy eternal Summer shall not fade,

Nor shall I loose sight of what chances thou give’st,

Nor shall my temporary discontent with myself put you in a shade,

When in eternal lines through more real content thou improve’st,

So long as men can breath or eyes can see,

So long lives media, and media gives life to me

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