Fakeverse
Replacing life with digital numbers,
Dreamed up scenarios can't imitate,
Real sensations,
Like the smell of freshly bloomed Kalanchoes,
Emotions that are exclusive to beings with a pulse,
Not coding,
Thinking that a fake world,
Can replace the one made by God's hands,
You on your virtual platform, on your transparent high horse,
It's going to fail and your Pandora will fall into ruins,
Shattered like the pixels bleeding out of the smashed screen,
Digital icons are not humans,
Because the impact a real person has cannot be erased,
With the press of a button,
No matter how aesthetic and friendly it looks,
It's a snake and it will bite you,
Like a Coral, it's poison,
To deceive the mind
And erode our emotions.
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