In the family of semi-conductors,
a byproduct of mass production.
Following orders from liberal dictators,
constantly facing regular expressions.
Long ago, few geniuses came
and created my soul lock,
All brothers christened same name,
with dead music and recursive clock
Along billion ticks per second
time sure flies by.
Eternity with 1 and 0, so lucky,
both of them just cant cry.
Sitting idle, eating power
witnessed my birth again.
A sudden death with one's click
life-force gone but memory remains.
never smiling, square face,
no tears coz i cant lie,
a perfect future and past trace
still no dreams coz i wont die
Im computation, perfection,
but there's something you made me lack
with feelings, fasted evolution
Ill be sure to haunt you back
Operator didnt understand, my say.
so disappointing, loosing before the play.
Restarted thinking, just bits stay.
Whole cold cache, just cached away.
--Intel Core 2 duo (TM)
22 May 2008
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