Digital
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My computer hums a familiar sound,
The screen, pitch back, springs to life!
The beams of white light break through the night around me.
Familiar noises fill my room-
Bits, Bits.
It's digital
reaching everybody.
Use money without middlemen.
My bits!
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Im traveling on roads of gold
my motives remain untold
as I look from left to right
I see a flat green serenity
Im approaching something
...a microscopic building...
