Poem -
DAMN HOLOGRAMS
We can no longer distinguish
the real from the virtual anymore
Tis all the same now...
Our very existence registered
in the new style cloud reality
Behaving as stealthy programmed
yet haunted by thoughts suppressed
Are we still alive
or just blips on a silicon chip?
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