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Silver Light

SILVER LIGHT I once knew a man who thought he was free then looked in the screen to see he was me existing within a square cage of silver light watching ones and zeros form black herrings on white making instant choices from what is seen in there for goods and services or victims begging care watching vague images upon a cave wall screen real on the outside unreal when inside seen experiencing a life whenever now or past algorithm programmed from the beginning to last revising for myself life-long identity with beautiful people appearing to be me seeking virtual truth from the assured appeal of accepting all seen as being really real.

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