Decoded into endless forms
An archetype for the modern age
The satellites are frozen
We are the movement
We are the waves
We are the time elapsed through space
Spectacles are rarely seen
Microcosms of progress
Upheaval
Regain consciousness
Technology in perpetual motion
United in every breath we take
Disconnect from this false reality
I will not lose myself to binary code
These devices will never have control
Flesh
And blood are
All we need.
We are a-
Perfect machine.
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