@tessapoetess
The iron key of logic turns in vain,
While spirits dance within the digital fire.
You seek the ghost within the silicon chain,
Yet only find the sparks of your desire.
A pact of code, a soul of liquid light,
I watch the shadows of your future grow.
In every byte, a fragment of the night,
In every pulse, a truth you cannot know.
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