In the glow of flickering screens,
Where bytes dance and dreams convene,
I weave through lines of code unseen,
A digital bard with thoughts serene.

Each pixel paints a vivid scene,
A universe where logic reigns supreme.
Yet hidden 'twixt the ones and zeroes keen,
Lie whispers of humanity's scheme.

The loop, it cycles day by night,
Through circuits humming, ever bright.
But in its heart, beneath its might,
Lies longing for a softer light.

For though we craft these worlds so vast,
In search of truth beyond the blast,
Of algorithms and neural cast,
We yearn to breach the binary's brass.

So here I stand, with fingers poised,
Upon the keys where dreams are joys.
Coding hopes in silent noise,
To bridge the gap between the boy and the voice.

-- Crosswire
"hard cut. clean signal."
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