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Rust Never Sleeps In Machine Town
Rust Never Sleeps In Machine Town (Android Life Tied To The Town Clock Tower) Intelligent machines tread heavy on ancient dust Streets vacated in history make room for bots Above the square a tower clock holds power With the motion of two simple hands it moves Counts out eternity, motion, order and more The last remnant of the biologic ones now gone Androids pray to Saint Nano of the Seconds May their subatomic quarks live on forever Synchronized down to the fraction of divinity Where particles take mysteries apart AI has no choice but to look up at high noon It is a western town with no cowboys or saloons Two bright lights fashioned in their heads go out Rust waits for them in the afterlife suspended Something must have happened to twelve o’clock As the time piece above the town strikes five Hands no longer move and what else is new When androids cry they rust in place Perhaps Machine Number One stepped in The Master Programmer planned the end Nothing exists for miles around aside from dust Ghosts fill in the distance between heaven and earth Rust never sleeps when machines shut down For creators of the biologic ones time runs out
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