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The Simulacrum

It's strange
When one
Thinks about it
It is not only
Our language
That connects us
Now day and age
It is the net
Where humans
Are slowly
Circumventing
What was said
When they Watched
The structure
Being built
To pierce the Sky
Before the sky
Glitces
Again
Written by drone
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