I met a traveller from Web 2.0,
Who said that many archived Twitter tweets
Stand unremembered. Where no one will go,
A long-abandoned profile lies, whose bleats,
And Tumblr memes, redolent of BO,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pinned tweet fourteen words appear:
"We are #SocJus; listen and believe:
Look on our works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that embarrassment, boundless and bare
The lone and level webs stretch far away.
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