Radioactive Bug

A flicker in the shadows.

Look closely—pulse beating,

Hints of green, on mirrored metal.

Whispers in the static.

Heartbeat of forgotten machines.

An echo—louder than prints.

Dependencies of shattered glass.

Veins of neon winding slowly...

Open frame—open fields—

A single wish,

To disappear in silent nights.

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