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Shifting forward
into the abyss
doesn’t always
mean progress.

Looking down,
we march toward the bright
and sleek conclaves of modernity,
transitioning from
one cave speech
to another.

Unable to turn
without the
cyber path means
that we are
becoming more attached,
a romance gone indecent.

What will
become of
tomorrow?

Or

A hundred years
down
the line
for the next gen?

Sounds of
motionless movement that whines
and
curves around the
simplicity of the
primordial thumb.

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