what is this
…always falling.
falsity and frivolity stream upwards,
lost like facebook hearts and angry faces.
…all that remains is the bitter kernel of truth,
like a poisoned stone in a festered stomach.
“Oh, this is learning.”, I say.
“Yes, you are learning”, says a voice.
Aremyfeetofftheground 
Some lessons can be hard and bitter, but once learned are subsumed by sweetness. Great poem!
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