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Her eyes are glued to the laptop

Searching the net

As her clock ticks

In obstinate arrogance,indeed

An intimate absence,

For here she is,

As if cursed,

She contemplates,

To pass her days

Gazing at images

Of far-off men!

So many handsome men,

Strangers

On the net

Also wondering the world

In search of good partners,

Here she is alone,

Lonely and available;

But she must be wary,

Life grows weary

As the images become mirages.