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 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ....Summer vacation resorts, requiem in robotics?!