Saturday, 5 October 2024

Sp*m spa*m sp*m

Unwanted whispers,
Cascading through digital,
Cluttered inbox sighs.

Silent, sly distractions,
Promises wrapped in bright fonts,
Trust lost in a blink.

A click, a promise—
Ghosts of what we do not need,
Silence drowned in noise.

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