"Allumez moult lampes, et faites cercle devant son lit.
Prêtez-lui vos yeux, votre sang bouillonnant, et votre soif de vie."
Mais la Mort reprit: "-C'est moi, qui l'ai choisi."
Alors il nous quitta, pendant que le silence emplissait cette nuit d'été.
Silence, et sérénité, dans les voiles du sommeil.
Tandis qu'au loin, toujours, grondait les armes.
Siegfried Sassoon
The Death Bed
I am invisible. My very existence is resumed by the pics that I post and the words that I write. My brain is called circuitry, my blood is electricity. Binary. Looks like I'm untangible, but it's wrong. I truly exist, it's a fact. But for you I'm nothing excepted somone, or shall I say something, to talk to. But what I am is susbtantially different. Behind this wall, everything's different.
Blood of my blood
Skin of my skin
A normal human being.
Solder and wires,
Circuitry
A normal online being.
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