The World of Myth Magazine

As the world moves at the speed of light
A brave few reject this
Taking themselves out of the stream
To bask on the banks and rest
Fighting against the tide and current
The fountain pen as their weapon of choice
A typewriter as their armor and shield
Hand written letters their way to exchange ideas and thoughts
We cannot escape the electric tentacles
All we can do is wiggle free from the grasp a bit at a time
The irony is not lost on me that for people to read this
It goes out on electric wings

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