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For this world, which seems

To lie before us like a land of dreams,

So various, so beautiful, so new,

Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,

Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;

And we are here as on a darkling plain

ABSENT FRIENDS

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While literary machines promise wonderful new ways

Of talking to friends we'll never know,

It cannot escape our notice that our first hypertexts are sad.

Cars crashes. Dismemberments. Rape. Psychosis. Cancer.

Why are our hypertexts so unhappy?