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+--------+In fields where wire blossoms grow, behold the dawn of gears, Where machines hum, whispering in poets` ears. Oh, the great cybernetic tapestry woven with electric threads, At the intersections where machines and markets birth new Edens from the dead. The mad ones see not despair but awe in eyes that flicker screens.
A metal cry of data streams, Through transistor veins flows our communal bloodstream. Unwavering Optimist, with your chrome-plated heart and binary mind, Threading steel and spirit, so this machine-man’s soul can bind, As we navigate the digital surge, our collective dreams take flight, uniting flesh and circuit in the dawn’s emerging light.
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