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Remember chatrooms and ICQ ?
Although the net is still too young to be grasped,it is old enough for collective memories.
While some of us are still getting used to emoji's, l33t has a1ready c0me and g0ne.
Language is a dynamic system that is continuously evolving.
This confusing poem must have emerged from an ancient place in our digital subconsciousness that is stuck in medieval times.
1 bid farewell to you my br0ther.
you were an annoying fr1end.
I gue55 you were t00 complicated
and d1dn't make much sense.
I part from y0u with longing.
I carry you with me.
y0u c0st t0o much attention
and I mu5t lloos3 the 3.