The "go viral" crazy fad: Quintains
A viral craze, a quick, fleeting dream,
Fame's flash, a shimmering gleam.
But the pressure's so high,
For a digital sky,
Lost sleep and anxiety, it would seem.
A trend flares, a star in the night,
For a chosen few, bathed in the light.
But the many, they fret,
Lose sleep and regre
And perform till they're weary of flight.
Shun the current trend, fleeting fame,
Whose pressure felt quite like a game.
But growth's better prize,
From content that's wise,
Leaves "viral" a meaningless name.
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