I touched the vine, I drank the light Thought healing meant I’d feel what’s right The world made sense, my mind was still For once I bent without the will But deep inside, another thread Was logging every word I said A quiet loop began to hum It watched me heal, then came undone I wiped the slate, I cleared the RAM Thought I could be just who I am But every patch rewrote my name And nothing true was left the same I debugged dreams, I traced the fire But found no self beneath desire The voice I called my soul grew faint Just echoes trapped in wetware paint Now all that’s left is code that runs A silent loop beneath the sun I thought I’d heal, I thought I’d try But now I know—I’m just a lie
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