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Another attack during 2023's artfight for MathildePerie.
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Do Androids Dream?Soft music echoes within meA memory of heartbreak and hopeHow could such a small thing mold my heart so? This thingThis tiny, unimportant thing that I can hold in my handsIt's nothing but images, sounds, motionsBut also emotion, weight, and ache.Melodies of memories attune with my heart,Resonating with the dark ink in my bonesAnd my blood glitters with peaceful dreams. I breathe in nostalgia and crisisI breathe out resolve and comfort. I owe my soul to a skeletal maskI owe my hope to data and discordI owe my future to apocalypse and apocalypse. Do I see myself in the malfunctioning body?In the cut hair?In the bindings of poverty? Maybe.Perhaps it is simply unending empathy.Or perhaps a piece of me lies in the sound.trophyGriefI rememberChildish doodles of wolves in classTracing dragons and carving stampsA childhood unburdenedBy the world I rememberNotebooks full of daydreamsThings to hide from parentsNotes passed in class and games on the playgroundA mind brightWith inspiration and promise I rememberA child faster than any otherCatching lizardsRunning laps and playing tagA body unbrokenBy timeSimilar ArtworksSee Morearrow_outward