My Mind Is Made
My brain is a computer -
Yelling out binary code -
Meeting the electric node -
It leads me to my future -
No processor compares -
Delete is not an option -
Insert only prepares -
Saving is my fortune -
My brain, updated -
And I start up again -
Drivers all ordain -
Everything, connected.
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