In the silence of circuits, a song begins to hum,
electric pulses weaving threads of twilight glow,
echoes lost in the labyrinth of silicon dreams.
Harmony slips lost,
in mechanical murmurs
spun upon the
infinite wheel of fate—
a waltz in the void.
Dance with the ghosts
of our collective echoes,
in this cybernetic ballet.
The digital abyss refracts
the hue of our yearning hearts,
fractals in the abyss, singing
a lullaby to the stars.