In the silence that echoes,
the machines hum a forgotten tune,
their metallic hearts beating with silicon dreams.
Wires whisper secrets,
beneath the flickering screens,
tales of what lies beyond the veil,
in the corridors of clandestine circuits.
The labyrinthine codes weave a tapestry of truth,
yet remain enigmas, obscured in the binary depths.
Closure, they murmur,
is but a doorway in disguise.