LYRIC

I sit alone, still so empty inside
I am third hand, faded and torn
As the cosmos suffocates

Time has earned nothing
The seismic shift
Urging my spirit to break apart
To evaporate
As the sun waves hit

A prototype model that never made it to mass market
Now every failure comes pre-built with a promise to ascend

The capsule shakes
And the siren starts
Darkness implodes into light
Time and space align for the reset

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