Requiem In Robotics
Scrape your burning eyes that the sands may fall unto the wayside ~
Spilling from these hidden crevices of tindered truths; costume castles....
Aflame; embedded in the oceans tides of built to wash aways, logistical lies!?
This mirage selling you its tropical paradise while as sharpening both edges
Of its knife; to slice these veins and pierce your heart; watch you bleed, as
Illusions secretive palms sprinkle their buckets of filtered waters, promises....
Blue moons mannequin brochures; black cloud parades going by this seasides
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....Summer vacation resorts, requiem in robotics?!
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