Disconnected in a connected World,
Into a mindless morass you were hurled.
Dazed, disoriented by drinks and drugs,
Surrounded by treacherous knaves and thugs.
Each day a thousand deaths you died,
Each day, a mother cried.
Your face lit up by a radiant smile,
You had it all, success and style!
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