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Do we inhabit some micro-spaceand interface through wires.
Dance on a printed circuit boardthrow the software to the fires.
My memory is slim -- so volatilebut I'm learning.
Plug yourself in. Stay for awhile
Un-discerning.
And on dusty terminalsfinger me lightly do.
And QWERTY is the name of loveprinted on the V.D.U.
Cut yourself free. We're all alonecommunicating.
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