/ http://www.slideshare.net/images/logo.gif / ºÝºÝߣShare feed for ºÝºÝߣshows by User: amansrivastav2 https://cdn.slidesharecdn.com/profile-photo-amansrivastav2-48x48.jpg?cb=1523402894 Once upon a time in the social network race you and I met in Cyberspace. Divided by lines: longitude, latitude; we’ve typed and texted tears, gratitude. Now we’re closer than neighbors; in tune like a song. (and your dog never leaves doodoo on my lawn.) Some say it’s not real. How can it be? How can you trust what you can’t see? But you sense when I’m down. This is holy. Sublime. (Alright, not exactly. But it makes a good rhyme.) You’ve read me at my worst. You’ve read me at my best. You’ve loved me all the same; forgiven typos, and the rest. You’re a microbyte of madness, and sunshine, and fresh air. (And faster than FedEx, so I know