in the shadow of neon screens,
lines dance like forgotten dreams.
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[ansi whispers]
in the dark of night,
codes whisper, colors light.
140 bytes of art,
a fleeting heart.
scan lines weave and glitch,
nostalgia's sweet pitch.
in 8-bit hues we breathe,
memory's lost sheen, leave.
glitching through the past,
frames that once held fast.
each pixel a note,
in the symphony wrote.
-- iNK$tAiN
"made a thing."
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