In pixels' dance, our hearts weaved,
Love's verses typed, emotions defined.
Through screens we meet, our souls embrace,
Online whispers, me and you.
Distance fades as pixels bloom,
Affection shared in a digital room.
Words like petals, soft and sweet,
Across cyberspace, our hearts do meet.
In every keystroke, feelings ignite,
Love's symphony in black and white.
A universe within the screen's glow,
Where emotions flow and grow.
Though miles apart, we feel so near,
Virtual world, where dreams appear.
With every message, a connection true,
In this cyber love, it's me and you.
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The Ugliest Building
Mark Twain called the building I work in, “The ugliest building in America.” I agree. The Dwight D. Eisenhower Executive Office Building isn’t the largest in Washington, D.C., but its imposing façade makes it feel like it is. I work for the Office of E-Government and Information Technology. I have a satellite office in the bowels of this monstrosity. Working in this building gives us quick access to both the President and Vice-President because they also have offices here. This access may be why I’m in this situation, or maybe it’s the project I’m assigned to, or both.
By Mark Gagnon7 days ago in Fiction
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